<?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-3175284981090875824</id><updated>2011-10-17T05:09:59.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.MIS LOCOS POEMAS</title><subtitle type='html'>Un blog dedicado a mi vida y, mis sentimientos.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Encima del pasado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;yace frío nuestro presente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;bajo el llanto acostado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;vago e intermitente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;de tu ojos ya cerrados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;de tu ausencia en mi mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Debajo del futuro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;son los ojos quienes guían,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;las palabras que retuvo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;el caminar en la vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;el haber perdido el rumbo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Presente esta presente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;pasado por tus labios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;futuro sin tu gente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;abrochas los pecados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;sobre tu abrigo inerte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;mientas pereces manchado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Indignado yo me siento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;por los días y las noches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;sobre lo que arropa en viento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;mientas limito los derroches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;divido y no multiplico dinero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;los mercados dan estoques,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sangre no es suficiente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;el pago es esquisito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;húmedas y adolescentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;lagrimas del requisito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;exprimida esta la gente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2011/07/la-indignacion.html' title='LA INDIGNACION'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-7343893226461101446</id><published>2011-06-20T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T03:37:38.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALZANDO LA VOZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Alzando la voz que camina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;sobre los pensamientos de mi ser;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;alzando las alas libre suspira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;sobre ambientes de disparidad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;y justo sobrevivía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;a las burlas de adversidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Alzando la voz que pasea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;su sincera diversidad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;alzando sobre tus mareas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;de oceanos por explorar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;te niegas a navergalas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;solo por tus costumbres no cambiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Alzando la voz que rodea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;tu simpática forma de mirar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;las cosas que tu piensas buenas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;no me paran de lastimar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;y por mucho querer que yo quiera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;nunca en la vida pareces cambiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-7343893226461101446?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/7343893226461101446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=7343893226461101446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7343893226461101446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7343893226461101446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2011/06/alzando-la-voz.html' title='ALZANDO LA VOZ'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-8470365404348302747</id><published>2011-04-08T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T00:18:37.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSANDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pensar que llegas y no has arrancado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;pensar que quieres a alguíen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;a quien nunca has abrazado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pensar que brillas sin conocer la claridad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;pensar que necesito de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;a quien nunca he podido tocar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pensar que escuchas lo que decimos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;pensar que quieres hablarnos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;a quien te va dar todo el cariño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pensar que eres nuestro fruto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;pensar que esperamos por ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;a quien recibiremos juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-8470365404348302747?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/8470365404348302747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=8470365404348302747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8470365404348302747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8470365404348302747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2011/04/pensando.html' title='PENSANDO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-2594775427821987689</id><published>2011-01-13T05:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T05:36:01.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SI MIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Si miro de frente me cuesta pensar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;tu sigues ahí delante de mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Si miro al suelo no dejo de hablar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;con mi alma sobre ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;sobre lo que no puedo olvidar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;y no me deja de perseguir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Si miro al cielo no rezo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;simplemente me resigno y vuelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;imaginando sus sueños,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;dondo yo estar puedo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;y no seguro de ello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;me corroe por dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Si miro hacia atrás solo veo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;preciosas tardes largas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;amantes contra el tiempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;conversaciones sin palabras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;diciendo te quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;solo con las miradas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-2594775427821987689?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/2594775427821987689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=2594775427821987689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/2594775427821987689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/2594775427821987689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2011/01/si-miro-de-frente-me-cuesta-pensar-tu.html' title='SI MIRO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-345732024764467869</id><published>2010-12-21T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T00:42:49.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PASADO OSCURO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Por siempre nunva volverá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;aquella mirada asesina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;aquel mensaje; divina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;para mi no desaparecerá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;para tí no existirá;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;bajo una sombra supina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Amistad prohibida de libro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;recuerdos de la verdad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;para nunca compensar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;aquellos momentor contigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;acariciando el ombligo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;que encierra toda la verdad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Lejanía por decreto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;espasmos del pasado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;sobre mi cerebro cansado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;y mi memoria tan lejos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;gran recuerdo alejado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;detrás de un te quiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-345732024764467869?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/345732024764467869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=345732024764467869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/345732024764467869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/345732024764467869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/12/pasado-oscuro.html' title='PASADO OSCURO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-8427317825315616489</id><published>2010-12-09T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T03:31:22.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIEMPO Y LUCHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rondaba en mi cabeza camino de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;el besarte buena idea o una locura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;rondaba sobre mi interior tu ternura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y no conseguía decidir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;no sucumbía a la tertulía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;con mi interior sobre ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;con tu mirada sin duda, sucumbí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;La tarde se propuso lluviosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mientras de frente miraba tu ser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;luego en lugares de luz borrosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;el beso y el abrazo nos hizo querer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;dibujar amor y la mirada perder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sin pensar mas que en otra cosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mucho mas y mas profundo conocer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;La noche mojada en tormenta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;cerveza y whisky escocés mezclado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;el mar de fondo y tu a mi lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y sobre la oscuridad se sienta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;un cupido por hoy asombrado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;que gracias a su disparo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;su jornada salió perfecta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-8427317825315616489?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/8427317825315616489/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=8427317825315616489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8427317825315616489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8427317825315616489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/12/tiempo-y-lucha.html' title='TIEMPO Y LUCHA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-4903322967360218083</id><published>2010-11-22T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T00:01:47.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAN AMIGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A todos mis amigos no puedo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;pero describo unos cuantos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;el mejor o el peor no distingo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;pero algunos me han marcado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y han llorado conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A tí, gran amigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;que un día me has visto llorar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;me has sabido soportar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y no has sucumbido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ni has dejado de ayduar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A tí, gran persona,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;que me has visto tropezar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;me has animado a bailar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;continuamente con bromas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hasta mi sonrisa brotar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A tí, que te das por aludido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;nunca podre olvidar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lo que me hiciste pensar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y ahora que ya no suspiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;espero poderte pagar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Gran amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-4903322967360218083?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4903322967360218083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5019977708959550758</id><published>2010-11-16T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T06:49:23.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIENTRAS LLEGAS 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Con fuerza y presión controlada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;con suspiros y mucha pasión,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nos vamos cargando el buzón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;y se va rozando tu espalda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mirando tus ojos no respiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;abrazando tu calor y tu pelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;vamos despegar un vuelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;y nos la va liar el vecino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Con fuerza y sabor a miel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;recorro tu cuello en besos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;estrujas todos mis huesos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mientras me arrancas la piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mirada perdida sobre mi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;espasmo final interminable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;me pides que te agarre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;y te me pones a hacer pis.&lt;/span&gt;&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/3175284981090875824-5019977708959550758?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5019977708959550758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5019977708959550758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5019977708959550758'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hay días que no miro al frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;noches que duermo sin los ojos cerrar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;madrugadas sin poder contigo disfrutar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;jornadas completas sin poder verte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hay tiempos acompñados de la suerte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;en los que a tu lado logro despertar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;expasmos sin conciencia de caminar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;al verte lejos y no poder tenerte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ya cerca de mi sombrío esperar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;viendote lejos me vuelvo creyente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sin poder parar de mirar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Atravieso los cuerpos de la gente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cuando fijo en ti mi radar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hasta que beso suave tu frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1697162555153833869?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1697162555153833869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=1697162555153833869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1697162555153833869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1697162555153833869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/11/largo.html' title='LARGA ESPERA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-4188942956124185500</id><published>2010-11-10T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T02:51:14.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIENTRAS LLEGAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Súbito espamos acaramelado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;vago suspiro tembloroso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tras un abrazo del oso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;al verte que habías llegado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Húmedo contacto sentimental,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;unión sabrosa de caramelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;te agarro fuerte por el pelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;desatando toda mi ansiedad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mirada brillante entre amados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;chispa de almas incadescentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;en dos minutos caliente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y con el fusil preparado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Rápido movimiento sensual,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tras una desnuda apariencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;la química; que gran ciencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sobre los buzones del portal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-4188942956124185500?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4188942956124185500/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-4298747910300662002</id><published>2010-11-10T02:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T02:15:38.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PASEO MUSICAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Paseando con la musica,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;capucha abierta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;cara al destino descubierta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Entre sonidos, armonías,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;pensando en sus abrazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;soñando con su sonrisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y suspiro mientras ando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pensando con la música,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;he recordado el momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;la situación acompañado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;de cuando estuve en el centro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;de tu corazón enamorado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;de tus brazos apretados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y del aroma del sentimiento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pensando con la música,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;he vuelto al pasado en sueños,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;usurpando a todos mis recuerdos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;todo momento enamorado, contigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;bajo el amor y su empeño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;he sucumbido al suspiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tras todas las noches sin vernos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-4298747910300662002?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4298747910300662002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=4298747910300662002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/4298747910300662002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/4298747910300662002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/11/paseo-musical.html' title='PASEO MUSICAL'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3540313267812201885</id><published>2010-11-09T01:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T01:26:32.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CABALLERO ANDA ANTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hacía ya mucho tiempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;en una mente turbia pero cariñosa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;en corazón y una persona,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;un repentino sentimiento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;una leyenda crecía ella sola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;El tiempo tirado en el suelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lo recubría la economía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lo mantenía tras un velo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;por dentro lo redimía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y por fuera lloraba consuelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hoy en día persiste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;como soldado de fortuna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;recogiendo semblantes pasados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;reflejados sobre la luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;pasean sus ojos dañados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;persiste su lucha por vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a caballo de su pasado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;por encima de su desdicha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;por debajo de los refajos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;esconde por veces sus fichas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;para el consuelo de su regazo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;para el tiempo vivir, pica que pica,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;para romper el manto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;para recuperar su alegría.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3540313267812201885?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3540313267812201885/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3540313267812201885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3540313267812201885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3540313267812201885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/11/caballero-anda-ante.html' title='CABALLERO ANDA ANTE'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5796635100929978878</id><published>2010-10-20T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T00:59:09.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mi MADRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Por siempre y desde concepción,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;no faltando a su compromiso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;nunca por obligación, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;por siempre conmigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;por dentro de mi corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Por todo lo vivido hasta ahora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;por lo posible de vivir en adelante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;gracias y por obra de ella,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;siendo persona de buen semblante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;debido a su apoyo sin esperas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Siempre mayúscula en mis frases,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;el comienzo de mis acciones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;pasado por su educación,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;siempre han sido las mejores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y de las buenas la mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5796635100929978878?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5796635100929978878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5796635100929978878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5796635100929978878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5796635100929978878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/10/mi-madre.html' title='A Mi MADRE'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-579531898291640967</id><published>2010-10-07T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T03:16:44.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIGUIENDO A MI CORAZÓN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Siguiendo a mi corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;he visto que me engañaba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;se enamoraba de otra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y a mi alma la olvidaba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Siguiendo a mi corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;he llegao a pensar mucho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;que es mas bello lo que escucho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;que lo que me daría tu perdón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Siguiendo a mi corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;he llegado a soñar contigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;encima de mi colchon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ya no se escuchan tus latidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;siguiendo a mi corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-579531898291640967?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/579531898291640967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=579531898291640967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/579531898291640967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/579531898291640967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/10/siguiendo-mi-corazon.html' title='SIGUIENDO A MI CORAZÓN.'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-9106314548092893342</id><published>2010-10-04T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T06:47:26.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOÑANDO DE NUEVO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Durante la noche soñaba, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;durante las horas del día,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;en ti pensaba y me dormía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;soñar quería y lo deseaba;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;con toda la fureza mía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Durante la noche ternura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;al recordarte a mi lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;abrazada y desnuda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;al recordarte sin censura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;en el regazo del pasado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Durante los años por siempre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;vovlerá en la noche tu estima,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;durante el eterno vivir, en mi mente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;tu recuerdo me lastima,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;para mi siempre presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-9106314548092893342?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/9106314548092893342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=9106314548092893342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/9106314548092893342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/9106314548092893342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/10/sonando-de-nuevo.html' title='SOÑANDO DE NUEVO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5780857810283868947</id><published>2010-09-16T01:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T02:33:16.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIRALA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mira que linda pasea la vecina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;por delante de mis ojos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;por debajo y por encima,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;por dentro con su despojo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;se siente una torbellina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mira que maneras se nos trae,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sus paseos son desfiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;sus caricias al aire caen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;plasma en el suelo sus perfiles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;su carisma el alma extrae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Mrala que se va marchando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;disfrútala mientras puedas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mírala que está desbordando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;con sus pasos y sus piernas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mi corazón se va enamorando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5780857810283868947?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5780857810283868947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5780857810283868947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5780857810283868947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5780857810283868947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/09/mirala.html' title='MIRALA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-2439477224895340240</id><published>2010-09-16T00:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T00:48:24.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INCREIBLE PERO CIERTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Increible pero cierto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;algñun día ya ha pasado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;en momento enamorado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;otros días casi muerto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Increible pero cierto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;me consumo en agonía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;como me pone esa cría,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;un día llegará a puerto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Increible pero cierto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;al sumo el tiempo perdido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;con atracción concebido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;y con el tiempo muerto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-2439477224895340240?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/2439477224895340240/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=2439477224895340240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/2439477224895340240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/2439477224895340240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/09/increible-pero-cierto.html' title='INCREIBLE PERO CIERTO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-8224394102031048889</id><published>2010-09-14T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T03:38:47.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoy el recuerdo me ha visto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;me ha saludado al pasar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hoy el recuerdo ha mostrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;su cara mas de admirar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;se ha parado y no ha dejado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;continuamente de brotar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;su esencia y fuerza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;su poder y mi ansiedad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoy la nostalgía corría,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;delante de mi mirar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hoy la nostalgía subía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;la pendiente de mi pesar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;la cumbre de mi tristeza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sobre viento del tropezar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoy la vida me escucha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;baraja mis peticiones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;hoy la vida rescata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;las buenas intenciones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;el impetu de mi alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;la verdad a borbotones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='HOY'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5066637644970948875</id><published>2010-08-26T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T07:25:54.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PIER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Infestado de grandeza me encontré,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a sus palabras, mis alagos cedí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;en su mirada lentamente sucumbí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;y su piel lentamente rozé,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;persistí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;En la sincera sumisión,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;la amistad fraguó su estancia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;en la constancia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;por su bonita situación,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;venérea sustancia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;En los tiempos unido en vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;en la muerte recordará,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nunca borrado será,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aunque distancia lo impida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;las redes lo mantendrán.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5066637644970948875?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5066637644970948875/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5066637644970948875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5066637644970948875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5066637644970948875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/08/pier.html' title='PIER'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-6242812241254026279</id><published>2010-08-26T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T03:44:21.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EN LO PROFUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;En lo profundo de la idea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;busco ansiado la intención,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;la pasión por conocerla,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;el comienzo del amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;En lo profundo de la roca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;escrito está que ha nacido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;algó nunca conocido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;por mi persona,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;por mi destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;En lo profundo de la palabra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;vaga sombra es mi intención,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;remunera mi desesperación,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a la par que la remata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;y no deja que sea yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;En lo profundo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;simplemente seré siempre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;mi pasado en lo mas hondo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;y no dejar nunca de quererte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-6242812241254026279?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/6242812241254026279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=6242812241254026279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/6242812241254026279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/6242812241254026279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/08/en-lo-profundo.html' title='EN LO PROFUNDO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3938495999172171350</id><published>2010-08-10T01:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T01:00:41.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEJOS - CERCA -DENTRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lejos estaba, pero se acercó,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lejos vivía, pero viajó,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sorpresa bendita llena de calor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lejos miraba y me sorprendió.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cerca se siente, ya su persona, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cerca y adentro de mi alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sorpresa bendita recibida con calma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cerca eternamente, nunca sola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dentro quedará, para siempre tu mirada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dentro de mi alma hará mella,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sorpresa de tan grata doncella,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dentro cuajará con templanza ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Una gran amistad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3938495999172171350?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3938495999172171350/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3500900703300439930</id><published>2010-07-26T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T01:36:38.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SI QUERES ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Si ha pasado el tiempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;no pasará nunca en vano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;no retomes los fantasmas del pasado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;deja que viajen en el viento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;permite que tu vida desembarque en otro puerto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Si has sufrido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;no sufrás mas en silencio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;la alegría a tu vida ha vuelto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;saca el mejor partido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;a todo lo nuevo y todo lo vivido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Si ves lo que tienes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;no mirés hacia atras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;el pasado puede malamente salpicar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ahora ser feliz ya puedes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;tus momentos grandes estan a punto de llegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3500900703300439930?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3500900703300439930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3500900703300439930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3500900703300439930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3500900703300439930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/07/si-queres.html' title='SI QUERES ...'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-6738599425512341367</id><published>2010-07-26T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T01:14:38.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENCADENADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me has dicho luego,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;luego diras cuando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cuando digas ahora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ahora será siempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me has dicho eso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;eso será algún día,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;algun día veras cielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;cielo y estrellas volando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='ENCADENADO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1621706940228917251</id><published>2010-07-26T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:42:49.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSCANDO UN LUGAR EN MIS ENTRAÑAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Buscando por partes encontre un pedazo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;buscando por partes ya rotas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;buscando por partes sufrido espasmo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;encontrando por partes la mejor persona,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;encontrando por partes nubes bajo la sombra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Un lugar allá en los cielos comunica,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;un lugar donde se cruzan las palabras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;un lugar que transmite mi esperanza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;letras varias en colores representan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;letras varias que reclaman mi templanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Con el tiempo se descubrirá el final,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;con el tiempo mas cerca vivido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;con el tiempo no viajará al olvido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;bajo entrañas y algún día verval,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;bajo entrañas el verte conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1621706940228917251?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-6206486699539361933</id><published>2010-06-02T01:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:33:54.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIDA RANCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estanco siete tras siete,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;monótono finalizarlo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;estancas veinticuatro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;solo divertido al verte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;tenerte bajo mis brazos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sufre el tiempo bajo mi amparo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;abraza el impulso mi esperanza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;errante y vaga constancia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;tiempos vagos desesperados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sumisos de la vida rancia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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RANCIA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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-3175284981090875824.post-900863608245189664</id><published>2010-05-11T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T01:00:13.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENHORABUENA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Suavemente impaciente y estático esperar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;impresionante y grandioso potencial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cuan grande lo fuiste y mas serás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;en los nuevos caminos del dinero aumentar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sobrepasada la cima que te muestra la luz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;subitamente expresado del mundo hacia ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;desembaina la espada que te ayuda a vivir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;estampa el pasado molesto en la cruz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Deseos de estabilidad para con usted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;esperanza de futuro en la intención,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;suspiros del alma y del corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;amor, cariño, todo a la vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-900863608245189664?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/900863608245189664/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=900863608245189664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/900863608245189664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/900863608245189664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/05/enhorabuena.html' title='ENHORABUENA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3923118092323868028</id><published>2010-01-19T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T07:20:17.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CARIÑO DE MADRID</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Allí llegó con una vida de esperanzas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fue con ganas de volver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;entusiasmo por la vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ilusiones por crecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;una noche de lujuría comenzo por perecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cuentagotas sobrepasada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;la linea del regreso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cuentagotas su grandeza y alegría,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lentamente vuelta a casa parecía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;para finalmente perecer en el suceso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3923118092323868028?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3923118092323868028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3923118092323868028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3923118092323868028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3923118092323868028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2010/01/carino-de-madrid.html' title='CARIÑO DE MADRID'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-4997813040482905257</id><published>2009-06-19T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:39:58.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIBERACION DE AQUEL PESO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuero 3 años aquellos desiertos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;fueron y fueron, rogar por su ausencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;impulso final aupando, tu presencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;el ánimo que impulsaron tus huesos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mi mejor experiencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Agujeros insalvables,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;brotando la esperanza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;me venga la constancia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;y tu presencia me salve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gracias al azar de experiencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sobre la alfombra del asombro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cargando sobre mis hombros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yace la memoria y mi consciencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;y la experiencia son escombros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-4997813040482905257?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4997813040482905257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=4997813040482905257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/4997813040482905257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/4997813040482905257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2009/06/liberacion-de-aquel-peso.html' title='LIBERACION DE AQUEL PESO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-7916551972431722458</id><published>2009-06-16T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T07:05:53.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RESUMEN DE NOSOTROS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Desde aquella caricia estudiada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;desde esa noche no se ha parado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hacemos fuertes los hechos pasados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;fascinantes horas de miradas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ambos dulcemente involucrados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rozo un cuchillo a mi corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;el cual pudo, sangrando, resistir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;selló con sangre su querer, amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por ese sueño logró sobrevivir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;borrar la herida de su caparazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enrolados en mar profundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;al viento suenan nuestros pasos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pudiendo recto soñar sin llanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;viajando el eco por todo el mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;envidías locas en su regazo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Son ojos símiles los que nos unen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;son blancas horas las de tu ausencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;brutales astros los que nos cuidan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;juntos por siempre hacia una esencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-7916551972431722458?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3654352960661449556</id><published>2009-03-25T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T03:50:25.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAY QUE VER</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hay que ver que sobredosis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hay que ver, singular,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sobre todo mas pensar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;en sus senos y en sus poses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hay que ver que placentero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hay que ver, potencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;impacta en los ojos con fuerza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sus mamas y su trasero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hay que ver que tontería,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hay que ver, instinto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;yo me siento muy contento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sin mirarte ya me das vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hay que ver como es la gente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hay que ver, cuanta mierda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;que disfruten mientras puedan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la edad acaba por comerte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hay que ver menos tele,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hay que ver, que poca idea,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;nunca quieres a quien quieras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;y la verdad dentro de ti se muere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3654352960661449556?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3654352960661449556/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3654352960661449556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3654352960661449556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3654352960661449556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2009/03/hay-que-ver.html' title='HAY QUE VER'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5410789410968109247</id><published>2009-03-24T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T02:01:29.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA SOLA VEZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aquella noche creí de nuevo en la muerte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;aquella madrugada de llanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;disgusto de mi contento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;revuelto de mala suerte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;matanza de todos mis sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Volvió la luz tras el descanso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;revolución de la dispersión,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de nuevo, una esperanza trepando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;rúbrica de aquel amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;del imán que perseguía mi espanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Astronómico renacer de chispas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;estrelladas las miradas en los ojos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de la distancia poco a poco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;arrastrados por la brisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;desaparecen los restos de mi corazon roto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5410789410968109247?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5410789410968109247/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5410789410968109247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5410789410968109247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5410789410968109247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2009/03/una-sola-vez.html' title='UNA SOLA VEZ'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-7646736707112608073</id><published>2009-03-19T02:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:08:25.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIRADAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;En un lecho enfrentando miradas,&lt;br /&gt;una noche, un silencio hablando a tu cara,&lt;br /&gt;un magnetismo en las pupilas,&lt;br /&gt;una multa por tanto desearla,&lt;br /&gt;ni una vaga palabra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tan amplio mi mirar,&lt;br /&gt;su cabello revuelto en pasión,&lt;br /&gt;sus entrañas en continua ebullición,&lt;br /&gt;mi locura por amar,&lt;br /&gt;su aprecio por la situación.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sumiso de mi instinto,&lt;br /&gt;acerco mi cara por omisión,&lt;br /&gt;abierto y alegre, conciso,&lt;br /&gt;mi sentimiento reconoce por tu cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;tu extremecer invade mi corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-7646736707112608073?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/7646736707112608073/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=7646736707112608073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7646736707112608073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7646736707112608073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2009/03/miradas.html' title='MIRADAS'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-7050470984692300657</id><published>2009-02-27T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:56:52.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A VECES LO NECESITO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Súbitamente, a veces escucho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oigo como tus labios me estremecen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;al moverse al son de tu mente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pareciendo, con poco dicho, mucho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A veces firmo en tu mirada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;las sinceras palabras de mi intención,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a veces robo tu condición,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;suprimo el silencio por la palabra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bajo tu alma mi tesón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Curiosamente lo necesito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aun creo en verlo tras su pasión,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;marchita el tiempo como una flor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;en silencio pido a gritos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;una palabra de tu corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-7050470984692300657?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/7050470984692300657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=7050470984692300657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7050470984692300657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7050470984692300657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2009/02/veces-lo-necesito.html' title='A VECES LO NECESITO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5112171810002807369</id><published>2009-02-20T01:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T01:06:46.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ME QUEDE SIN VERTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ayer crujió mi adicción por ti,&lt;br /&gt;ayer rompió mi tranquilidad,&lt;br /&gt;salto de la maldad,&lt;br /&gt;y pasó al sufrir.&lt;br /&gt;Sentimiento en igualdad,&lt;br /&gt;de la ira sobre mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faltaba un momento,&lt;br /&gt;sabiendo de mi algría,&lt;br /&gt;cerca y pronto te vería,&lt;br /&gt;descansaría contento,&lt;br /&gt;pensando en tu sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt;sufriendo estoy por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5112171810002807369?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5112171810002807369/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5112171810002807369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aunque vivías algún placer,&lt;br /&gt;a pesar de haber sentido,&lt;br /&gt;has descubierto conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;algo mas en que creer,&lt;br /&gt;algo mejor y mas rico,&lt;br /&gt;con lo que disfrutar poder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque morías por ello,&lt;br /&gt;no supieron tus ojazos,&lt;br /&gt;casualmente en mi regazo,&lt;br /&gt;y no dormir en el suelo,&lt;br /&gt;por las noches superado,&lt;br /&gt;como un futuro soberbio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1488185229789506966?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1488185229789506966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=1488185229789506966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1488185229789506966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1488185229789506966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2009/02/cambios.html' title='CAMBIOS'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1462189079428236353</id><published>2009-01-23T01:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:32:32.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA NOCHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Rienda suelta a la verdad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;vulba esfera subyacente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;caminando por mi mente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por mis manos nadará,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por las bocas de la gente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;nuestra historia rondará.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Abducida visibilidad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;los cristales de aquel coche,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;empañados con derroche,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;taparon nuestra verdad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la fiesta de aquella noche,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la cual me empzaste a amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cruzando miradas con las estrellas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;atrapado entre tus brazos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;desintegro en tu regazo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;toda mi energía, para ti bella,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;disfruto del descanso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;venero el conocerla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1462189079428236353?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1227226192298234201</id><published>2009-01-19T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T01:32:34.094-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA NUEVA ETAPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Un amanecer se abrió en mi camino,&lt;br /&gt;ya despierto sobre el campo del olvido.&lt;br /&gt;Un resplandor a cegado mi destino,&lt;br /&gt;ha plasmado la esperanza,&lt;br /&gt;derrumbado una templanza,&lt;br /&gt;me ha dejado comenzar contigo,&lt;br /&gt;una de las mas bellas andanzas,&lt;br /&gt;un camino realzado con la belleza del amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una nueva etapa generosa,&lt;br /&gt;afectuosa al premio de la verdad,&lt;br /&gt;expuesta al cambio de la mitad,&lt;br /&gt;acabará en mucha y nunca poca cosa,&lt;br /&gt;nunca la podré olvidar,&lt;br /&gt;suceda lo que suceda nunca morirá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1227226192298234201?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1227226192298234201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=1227226192298234201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1227226192298234201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1227226192298234201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2009/01/una-nueva-etapa.html' title='UNA NUEVA ETAPA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5629914823776586026</id><published>2009-01-14T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:17:59.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A MI PUEBLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hay días que la noche se hace corta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hay noches que se alargan al día,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hay gente envuelta en armonía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;volando ideas de progresiones locas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nacimos aquí para no volver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;valoramos nuestra humilde ubicación,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;repetimos la letra de una canción&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;con la que nunca dejar de querer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nuestro pueblo, en el centro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;nuestra vida reflejada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;en un armario de recuerdos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;en el corazon, en el alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de Miño nunca vuelvo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;siempre Miño mi morada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5629914823776586026?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5629914823776586026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5629914823776586026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5629914823776586026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5629914823776586026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2009/01/mi-pueblo.html' title='A MI PUEBLO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-4400637371745815142</id><published>2009-01-13T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T14:04:15.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOÑARTE TODA LA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No ansio tener sobre mi tu recuerdo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mas vulgar historia que demasiado duró,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sopesado contra la victoria que sufrió,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pero por mas que quiera no puedo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;no consigo olvidar lo que sueño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No me gustaría recordar siempre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;aunque si no olvidar lo que bueno aprendí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;soñando junto al halo que me rodea de tí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;no encuentro la salida de tu ser en mi mente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;siempre algo quedará, probablemente.&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;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pero ¿por que me pasa esto?,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;¿cual es la razón de tu presencia?,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sobrepasa la fuerza de mi conciencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;todo basado en un amor supuesto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;materialismo compuesto, cínismo interno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-4400637371745815142?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4400637371745815142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-2594510147086137958</id><published>2008-12-19T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T03:28:53.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RECOMIENZO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nunca pensé que cambiases tu opinión,&lt;br /&gt;que el voto malo has retirado,&lt;br /&gt;bajo mi canto alegrado,&lt;br /&gt;se esconde ya la antigua decepción,&lt;br /&gt;las pegadas de nuestro pasado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aquí dejo ahora un menasje:&lt;br /&gt;Sobre el manto que abriga mis sueños,&lt;br /&gt;alrededor de la alegría, bailaba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;perecían mis ganas de amarte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;nácia mi amistad, yo risueño,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;me volvía loco, desesperaba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pero vuelvo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-2594510147086137958?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/2594510147086137958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=2594510147086137958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sobre ti, hablando contra el techo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;al filo de hora de dormir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mirando a un lado y soñando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pensando en que vives en mi lecho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;volando, sobre lo que recuerdo sobre ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sobre tu alma o sobre tu cuerpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;da lo mismo si es sentir,si es morir por tu deseo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sucumbir ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-7737601495829408193?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/7737601495829408193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=7737601495829408193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7737601495829408193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7737601495829408193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;si, todavía lo venero.&lt;br /&gt;Aún no se como puedo&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme y punto,&lt;br /&gt;en Santiago por las calles,&lt;br /&gt;paseando los dos juntos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aún ella no lo sabe,&lt;br /&gt;si, igual tiene sospecha.&lt;br /&gt;Aún resumo día a día,&lt;br /&gt;su cara y su presencia,&lt;br /&gt;oliendo su cercanía,&lt;br /&gt;en mi corazon su consciencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-4203217794363968486?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4203217794363968486/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=4203217794363968486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Si es alegre el día,&lt;br /&gt;ojazos y algarabía,&lt;br /&gt;si es apagdo y sombrío,&lt;br /&gt;vuelva el sol brillar,&lt;br /&gt;no se puede estar contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si es bonita la canción,&lt;br /&gt;canta fuerte tu garganta,&lt;br /&gt;si es penosa la melodía,&lt;br /&gt;silencio, miradas al cielo,&lt;br /&gt;simpatico capricho de cría.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea lo que sea sera siempre,&lt;br /&gt;Ainhoa, la chica corriente,&lt;br /&gt;amiga de mis amigos,&lt;br /&gt;constante y sonrriente,&lt;br /&gt;en el corazon, para siempre conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;!!!!Mucha suerte!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-2851512922335872143?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1507398893507566654</id><published>2008-11-17T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:23:23.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA QUE LUCHAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Es logro de la experiencia,&lt;br /&gt;es vago malestar pasajero,&lt;br /&gt;vómito del caminar en vacio,&lt;br /&gt;abolición del te quiero,&lt;br /&gt;rúbrica del desatino,&lt;br /&gt;es algo por lo que muero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sal sobre azucar mojado,&lt;br /&gt;vacio arte del tropezar,&lt;br /&gt;como un sabroso rosal espinado,&lt;br /&gt;sobre la arena caminar,&lt;br /&gt;tropezar en cada tejado,&lt;br /&gt;sin poderlo ni dejar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conseguir con seguir,&lt;br /&gt;suena bastante repetitivo,&lt;br /&gt;vago efecto, sobrevivir,&lt;br /&gt;seguir y conseguir,&lt;br /&gt;algún día contigo,&lt;br /&gt;eternamete repetir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1507398893507566654?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1507398893507566654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=1507398893507566654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1507398893507566654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1507398893507566654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/11/para-que-luchar.html' title='PARA QUE LUCHAR'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3184012643478269044</id><published>2008-11-03T07:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:32:14.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAN CERCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La oscura tarde sombría,&lt;br /&gt;precede al frio del lecho,&lt;br /&gt;a las miradas dormidas&lt;br /&gt;tras las miradas al techo,&lt;br /&gt;buscando la locura,&lt;br /&gt;un vació descontento.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;La fría noche apartado,&lt;br /&gt;soñaba, la distancia contigo,&lt;br /&gt;el olor del pasado,&lt;br /&gt;vacio del ruido,&lt;br /&gt;a lo lejos enamorado,&lt;br /&gt;a la vera de lo que admiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3184012643478269044?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3184012643478269044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3184012643478269044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3184012643478269044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3184012643478269044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/11/tan-cerca.html' title='TAN CERCA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-856273941596033890</id><published>2008-10-10T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T02:19:20.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPAÑERA DE FATIGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tu, insaciable ser,&lt;br /&gt;veneras mi dulce tocar,&lt;br /&gt;mi nanera de estremecer,&lt;br /&gt;tu, que me quiere atrapar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compañera, te fatigas,&lt;br /&gt;haces del desparpajo,&lt;br /&gt;grato y comodo cansancio,&lt;br /&gt;mientras despliegas tu ira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amiga de cama,&lt;br /&gt;complice del placer,&lt;br /&gt;subiendo a las ramas,&lt;br /&gt;tras desaparecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diosa de la noche,&lt;br /&gt;superas limites peores,&lt;br /&gt;rompes paredes mejores,&lt;br /&gt;cuerpo con cuerpo derroche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-856273941596033890?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/856273941596033890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=856273941596033890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/856273941596033890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/856273941596033890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/10/compaera-de-fatiga.html' title='COMPAÑERA DE FATIGA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-2743831881689487502</id><published>2008-10-10T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:41:16.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIEMPRE APARECES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siempre apareces,&lt;br /&gt;tras las palabras de alguien,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la noche sombría,&lt;br /&gt;a la derecha del padre,&lt;br /&gt;siniestra lejanía,&lt;br /&gt;te quiero en la distancía,&lt;br /&gt;te odio con constanciA,&lt;br /&gt;renacen las herídas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre apareces,&lt;br /&gt;dañas mi mirada con tu ego,&lt;br /&gt;rozas mi muerte con tu ojos,&lt;br /&gt;mas haces sentirme un estorbo,&lt;br /&gt;y si quiero hablarte no puedo.&lt;br /&gt;Sentando en mi pasado cavilo,&lt;br /&gt;sobre mi vida pasada,&lt;br /&gt;sobre mis errores contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre apareces,&lt;br /&gt;cuando menos espero desearte,&lt;br /&gt;cuando tu no quiere divisar,&lt;br /&gt;ni la sobmra de tu desastre,&lt;br /&gt;ni algo que siempre querras,&lt;br /&gt;algo que añora besarte,&lt;br /&gt;alguien a quier recordar&lt;br /&gt;por siempre, hasta volver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-2743831881689487502?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/2743831881689487502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=2743831881689487502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/2743831881689487502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/2743831881689487502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/10/siempre-apareces.html' title='SIEMPRE APARECES'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3730073907721349068</id><published>2008-09-23T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T02:49:03.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOÑARTE ES COSTUMBRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quien pudier explicar,&lt;br /&gt;pudiera sacarme del trance,&lt;br /&gt;dejarme tranquilo volar,&lt;br /&gt;conseguir que tu alma descanse,&lt;br /&gt;y yo pueda caminar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien me ayudará a olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;cuando esfumará mi estigma,&lt;br /&gt;una angel borrador de ti,&lt;br /&gt;un vuelo que todavía lastima,&lt;br /&gt;un paso a paso y no vivir,&lt;br /&gt;una apisonadora de autoestima,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucia intención aparece,&lt;br /&gt;vaga esperanza e imaginación,&lt;br /&gt;subsanado el canto de mi muerte,&lt;br /&gt;a mi sombre le pido traición,&lt;br /&gt;castigos por quererte,&lt;br /&gt;por mantener vivo el amor,&lt;br /&gt;por cultivar recuperarte&lt;br /&gt;dentro de mi corazón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3730073907721349068?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3730073907721349068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3730073907721349068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3730073907721349068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3730073907721349068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/09/soarte-es-costumbre.html' title='SOÑARTE ES COSTUMBRE'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1864230849623477827</id><published>2008-09-10T03:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:16:53.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO LO ENTIENDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yo siempre me pregunto,&lt;br /&gt;dia tras noche, continuamente,&lt;br /&gt;si algun día por tu mente ha pasado,&lt;br /&gt;si algo comentas con la gente,&lt;br /&gt;lo vidido, hecho y disfrutado,&lt;br /&gt;de lo nuestro,&lt;br /&gt;o vagamente los recuerdos olvidados,&lt;br /&gt;se han hecho eco de tu pasado,&lt;br /&gt;o te exaltan derrepente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo siempre sueño contigo,&lt;br /&gt;lo enteindo, pero no consigo,&lt;br /&gt;olvidarme de tus ojos, de tu cara,&lt;br /&gt;traspasarte al desván del olvido,&lt;br /&gt;aunque quiero nada,&lt;br /&gt;solo poder hablar contigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No logro comprenderte,&lt;br /&gt;si influencias o principios,&lt;br /&gt;si lo que diga o haga tu gente,&lt;br /&gt;para tu hablar conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;haz caso de tu corazón y siente,&lt;br /&gt;y no tires de la cuerda del olvido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lo entiendo cuando pasa,&lt;br /&gt;si comprendo significados,&lt;br /&gt;si alardeo de sentirlo,&lt;br /&gt;acordarme de los parpados,&lt;br /&gt;bajo tu mirada, conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;tras el muro de tu sangre,&lt;br /&gt;convertida en lo prohibido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1864230849623477827?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1864230849623477827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-174665367656336167</id><published>2008-09-10T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T02:47:15.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOÑAR Y NAUFRAGAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siempre nada en mi una pregunta,&lt;br /&gt;volver y volver continuamente,&lt;br /&gt;te paseas por mi corazon, me insultas,&lt;br /&gt;me apareces tras la esquina derrepente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dos veces al mes soñado,&lt;br /&gt;tu corazón representado, mentiras,&lt;br /&gt;la mente me prepara, me entrena,&lt;br /&gt;sabes bien de mi condena,&lt;br /&gt;te recuerdo y venero todavía,&lt;br /&gt;tras en el inconsciente ronda la pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salto de flor en flor,&lt;br /&gt;camino de tus ojos claros,&lt;br /&gt;alcanza la desesperación,&lt;br /&gt;mi impetu, mi soldado,&lt;br /&gt;mi ejrecito de exploracion,&lt;br /&gt;varía siempre lo acordado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahogo la pena, sin fallo,&lt;br /&gt;hundida en la cumbre,&lt;br /&gt;mojada en el fuego desesperado,&lt;br /&gt;cual rodea tu aura, sucumbe,&lt;br /&gt;en mis brazos alcanzado,&lt;br /&gt;con el tiempo poco se pudre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-174665367656336167?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/174665367656336167/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=174665367656336167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/174665367656336167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/174665367656336167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/09/soar-y-naufragar.html' title='SOÑAR Y NAUFRAGAR'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1838392777793975327</id><published>2008-09-10T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T02:35:59.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿PARA QUE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para que bondad, diablo,&lt;br /&gt;para cuando el premio de mi maldad,&lt;br /&gt;para que amabilidad,&lt;br /&gt;volver a la sombra del pasado,&lt;br /&gt;decisión sobrenatural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si injusto el mundo está,&lt;br /&gt;tapamé los ojos para no ver,&lt;br /&gt;las injusticias humanas mirar&lt;br /&gt;y a ello debido perecer,&lt;br /&gt;no reencarnar, desaparecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infinito final, casual,&lt;br /&gt;retoca sobra mis labios,&lt;br /&gt;un grito, una plegaria,&lt;br /&gt;fuerza de dos mil corsarios,&lt;br /&gt;veneno impregnado en rabia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1838392777793975327?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1838392777793975327/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=1838392777793975327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1838392777793975327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1838392777793975327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/09/para-que.html' title='¿PARA QUE?'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3121449836619365496</id><published>2008-09-04T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T04:08:32.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIEMPRE TRAS DE TI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tras la barrera me encuentro,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la mirada del vacio,&lt;br /&gt;aclaro ideas sentado contigo,&lt;br /&gt;coger fuerzas como puedo;&lt;br /&gt;siempre tirando de un hilo,&lt;br /&gt;nunca regalo ese beso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tras los visitas acompañado,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la luna preciosa historia,&lt;br /&gt;me resuena en la memoria&lt;br /&gt;todo lo contigo desempeñado,&lt;br /&gt;pudiendo llegar a la gloria,&lt;br /&gt;pudiendo ser lo mas cotizado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tras cortinas de ignorancia,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la lluvia de pasteles,&lt;br /&gt;inminente perdida de papeles,&lt;br /&gt;insignificante fija circunstancia,&lt;br /&gt;sabes bien que tu puedes,&lt;br /&gt;yo deseo tu fiel presencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3121449836619365496?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3121449836619365496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3121449836619365496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3121449836619365496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3121449836619365496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/09/siempre-tras-de-ti.html' title='SIEMPRE TRAS DE TI'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-2116751686662934626</id><published>2008-09-04T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:15:02.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIERNES BOSQUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bailando, me paso la noche,&lt;br /&gt;y queiro que todas,&lt;br /&gt;en bora bora,&lt;br /&gt;se suban a mi coche,&lt;br /&gt;la vampiresa,&lt;br /&gt;y todo el mundo cantó,&lt;br /&gt;la que me chupa y besa,&lt;br /&gt;cuando calabria sonó.&lt;br /&gt;A festa non vai parar,&lt;br /&gt;con mis amigos con mis amigas,&lt;br /&gt;contigo quero xogar,&lt;br /&gt;ser mujer y no una niña.&lt;br /&gt;Sonidos magicos,&lt;br /&gt;es lo mejor,&lt;br /&gt;de ecuador,&lt;br /&gt;laser automatico multicolor.&lt;br /&gt;Caciques, limones,&lt;br /&gt;habana y brugal,&lt;br /&gt;rones fatal,&lt;br /&gt;grandes garrafones.&lt;br /&gt;Gigi y Ponte,&lt;br /&gt;el deejay y el micro,&lt;br /&gt;nos damos un pico,&lt;br /&gt;la pista se rompe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-2116751686662934626?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/2116751686662934626/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=2116751686662934626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/2116751686662934626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/2116751686662934626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/09/viernes-bosque.html' title='VIERNES BOSQUE'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-7785803463846881239</id><published>2008-09-04T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T01:11:24.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MENU DEL DIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuatro quilos de bollitos,&lt;br /&gt;tres copas de chocolate,&lt;br /&gt;cinco quilos de chorizo,&lt;br /&gt;doble con queso lechuga y tomate,&lt;br /&gt;bocadillos de nocilla,&lt;br /&gt;galletas principe de bequelar,&lt;br /&gt;butifarras y morcillas,&lt;br /&gt;no me digas que no vas engordar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensalada de pasta con jamon,&lt;br /&gt;lechuga con maiz y cebolla,&lt;br /&gt;legumbres con verduras,&lt;br /&gt;arroz aceite y zanahoria,&lt;br /&gt;remolacha y tomate cortado,&lt;br /&gt;a la plancha las chuletas,&lt;br /&gt;fruta poca pero rica,&lt;br /&gt;no me digas que estás a dieta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mezclemos la vista del comer,&lt;br /&gt;bollitos con arroz,&lt;br /&gt;chorizo con lechuga,&lt;br /&gt;galletas con jamon,&lt;br /&gt;remolacha con nocilla,&lt;br /&gt;zanahoria con yogurt,&lt;br /&gt;burifarras con manteca,&lt;br /&gt;¿que plato elijes tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-7785803463846881239?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/7785803463846881239/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=7785803463846881239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7785803463846881239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7785803463846881239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/09/menu-del-dia.html' title='MENU DEL DIA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-7301138260191842617</id><published>2008-09-02T01:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:49:36.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA TODOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enviadas vuestras fuerzas,&lt;br /&gt;tras los ojos que gastais,&lt;br /&gt;que usais sobre mis textos,&lt;br /&gt;que parece que no cansais,&lt;br /&gt;que de corazon agradezco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traspasado vuestro alma&lt;br /&gt;con los trozso de mi amor,&lt;br /&gt;conquistada la mirada&lt;br /&gt;de usted como lector,&lt;br /&gt;de su dulce condición.&lt;br /&gt;Esperemos nunca extinguida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias os doy por escucharme,&lt;br /&gt;por entender mis palabras&lt;br /&gt;que salen del corazón,&lt;br /&gt;por saludar mi virtud,&lt;br /&gt;exaltar mi consciencia,&lt;br /&gt;suprimir mi inquietud.&lt;br /&gt;Hasta cuando yo pueda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-7301138260191842617?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1509228913652303511</id><published>2008-09-01T04:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T04:19:38.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POCO A POCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Al fin sueño contigo,&lt;br /&gt;al fin algo que no veo,&lt;br /&gt;algo que siento y no percibo,&lt;br /&gt;algo que yo quiero y persigo,&lt;br /&gt;algo que tu sabes, que te quiero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy he soñado algo bueno,&lt;br /&gt;hoy he vivido un amor,&lt;br /&gt;en sueños, solamente mio,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la sombra de mi petición,&lt;br /&gt;sobre el peso del olvido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer produjo en mi el efecto,&lt;br /&gt;que paseaba por mi corazon,&lt;br /&gt;aquel palpito maldito,&lt;br /&gt;aquel muro que me impide,&lt;br /&gt;traspasar tu armazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por no inicar una batalla,&lt;br /&gt;una lucha por tu cariño,&lt;br /&gt;por no iniciar un sentimiento,&lt;br /&gt;que uniese tu alma con mi amor,&lt;br /&gt;que todo pintase mejor, contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1509228913652303511?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1509228913652303511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=1509228913652303511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1509228913652303511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;se arma de soledad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vuelta y vuelta cocinado,&lt;br /&gt;aromatizando al pasar,&lt;br /&gt;su vida, impresionante,&lt;br /&gt;su espanto de pensar&lt;br /&gt;que podría mejorarle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diente por diente pagado,&lt;br /&gt;vengando en futuro,&lt;br /&gt;su vida, recuperada,&lt;br /&gt;tras la acción desesperada,&lt;br /&gt;detras de aquel muro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-4332381404747150610?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4332381404747150610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=4332381404747150610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ayer aclamé tu presencia,&lt;br /&gt;ayer reclame la atencion,&lt;br /&gt;la espranza y la paciencia&lt;br /&gt;de tu grande corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escuchas mis voces y gritos,&lt;br /&gt;construyes un bloque conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;sabiendo estado contigo,&lt;br /&gt;volvera y será escrito&lt;br /&gt;que nunca nada he perdido,&lt;br /&gt;que nunca nada suscito&lt;br /&gt;habrá llegado al delirio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aun me preguntas,&lt;br /&gt;te resistes y doblegas,&lt;br /&gt;te exaltas y te asustas,&lt;br /&gt;caerás aunque no quieras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-4125172796741878344?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4125172796741878344/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3435596503833670460</id><published>2008-08-06T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T02:44:14.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PASA LA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuiste al bosque que deseabas,&lt;br /&gt;buscaste naturalezas ténues,&lt;br /&gt;mientras tu amor preparabas,&lt;br /&gt;fue poco a poco atrapandote&lt;br /&gt;todo aquello que no esperabas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasó ya el tiempo por los hechos,&lt;br /&gt;astucia de los altares subidos,&lt;br /&gt;rendirse bajo los cielos perdidos,&lt;br /&gt;este sentimiento ya toca techo,&lt;br /&gt;ya se vuelve turbio y frío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deseo el final de tu sufrimiento,&lt;br /&gt;deseo el principio de tu libertad,&lt;br /&gt;venero tu persona, la adoro,&lt;br /&gt;tras el filo de la verdad,&lt;br /&gt;todo lo que tocas se vuelve oro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3435596503833670460?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3435596503833670460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3435596503833670460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3435596503833670460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3435596503833670460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/08/pasa-la-vida.html' title='PASA LA VIDA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-50822627367920204</id><published>2008-08-05T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:48:30.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTIMIENTO IMPOSIBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Contigo me siento alegre,&lt;br /&gt;por ti yo me siento bien,&lt;br /&gt;contigo me vuelvo inerte,&lt;br /&gt;miranto bajo tu sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tu lado mi sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt;a mi lado tu mirada,&lt;br /&gt;bajo el alma de los sueños&lt;br /&gt;la doncella que esperaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me seduce tu mirada,&lt;br /&gt;lo hace continuamente,&lt;br /&gt;navegas en mi mente&lt;br /&gt;desde el dia de la llamada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo amiga es la meta,&lt;br /&gt;solo tu vida para con la mía,&lt;br /&gt;basta tu presencia para vivir&lt;br /&gt;feliz toda la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-50822627367920204?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/50822627367920204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=50822627367920204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/50822627367920204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/50822627367920204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/08/sentimiento-imposible.html' title='SENTIMIENTO IMPOSIBLE'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5837223763081149110</id><published>2008-08-05T01:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T01:11:36.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OTRA VEZ SOÑANDO CONTIGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;De nuevo has pasado por mi mente,&lt;br /&gt;de nuevo abordaste mi soñar,&lt;br /&gt;atrapaste mis pensamientos,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la noche cerca del mar,&lt;br /&gt;tras la nube de los sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoche salías en mi sueño,&lt;br /&gt;eras la dueña del mismo,&lt;br /&gt;anoche volviste a dominar,&lt;br /&gt;traspasaste mi duro pensar&lt;br /&gt;y volviste del infierno,&lt;br /&gt;fue duro volverte a mirar,&lt;br /&gt;tras duro y trabajado velo,&lt;br /&gt;tras vientos de no recordar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este momento de duda,&lt;br /&gt;bajo mi abrir de ojos al mundo,&lt;br /&gt;sobre la sombra de mi depresión,&lt;br /&gt;no se vivir sin quien estuvo,&lt;br /&gt;no se pensar sin tu perdón,&lt;br /&gt;espero que mi sueño ayude,&lt;br /&gt;renazca felicidad tras su traición.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5837223763081149110?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5837223763081149110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5837223763081149110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5837223763081149110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5837223763081149110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/08/otra-vez-soando-contigo.html' title='OTRA VEZ SOÑANDO CONTIGO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1570333792622983041</id><published>2008-08-04T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T06:22:46.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MENSAJES CRUZADOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mensajes cruzados remiten tus ojos,&lt;br /&gt;masajes extraños en mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;dibuja mi imaginación en tu ausencia&lt;br /&gt;todo aquello que me gustaría,&lt;br /&gt;lo bello y hermoso para los dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mensajes cruzados aborda la calma,&lt;br /&gt;bocetos del alma que recuperé,&lt;br /&gt;astucia del canto que bailas,&lt;br /&gt;sabiendo que siempre tendré&lt;br /&gt;todo aquello que olvidaba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1570333792622983041?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1570333792622983041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=1570333792622983041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1570333792622983041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1570333792622983041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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miren,&lt;br /&gt;prefiero que tus manos me toquen,&lt;br /&gt;olvido tras la vela apagada,&lt;br /&gt;algun día, despacio pensaba,&lt;br /&gt;que nunca mas tendría tal suerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefiero que veas de mi,&lt;br /&gt;las almas que me persiguen,&lt;br /&gt;caminando hacia ti,&lt;br /&gt;y todos estimen, cortejo,&lt;br /&gt;admiración hacia mi sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prefiero que tu me digas,&lt;br /&gt;a donde caminar mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;a donde derivar mi suerte,&lt;br /&gt;bajo tus pasos crecida,&lt;br /&gt;sin ti estaría en la muerte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-6881596833878869737?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/6881596833878869737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3650156890138514354</id><published>2008-07-25T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:24:40.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOY VA POR TI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Por animarte, amiga mía,&lt;br /&gt;solo por recordarte que no frenes,&lt;br /&gt;solo por no amargarte la vida,&lt;br /&gt;sabes que tu puedes,&lt;br /&gt;que a la larga ya te olvidas&lt;br /&gt;y renaces, te desenvuelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pienses en vacio,&lt;br /&gt;en quien no piensa en ti,&lt;br /&gt;nada mas que para el frío,&lt;br /&gt;calentar su devenir,&lt;br /&gt;tras la sombra de tu exilio,&lt;br /&gt;deja ya de consentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuerda, todo continúa,&lt;br /&gt;olvida, recupera tu alegría,&lt;br /&gt;extruja tu locura,&lt;br /&gt;abastece tu algarabía,&lt;br /&gt;haz la noche del verano tuya,&lt;br /&gt;y nunca te frenes amiga mía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3650156890138514354?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3650156890138514354/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3650156890138514354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3650156890138514354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3650156890138514354'/><link rel='alternate' 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;habrías sufrido en ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pero no lo podrás resistir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;serás siempre para mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabrías de alguien mas alto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sabrás de la verdad en seco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mojando en lo siempre falso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;bajo las ruinas ando suelto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;buscando tu rastro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ave fenix, por siempre hacia ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;deslumbran las alas de mi despertar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;recuerdo todavía lo que viví,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lo que me gustaba luchar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lo que me hace sobrevivir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-2479089047903389424?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/2479089047903389424/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-52038706696425377</id><published>2008-07-08T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T08:23:20.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLEGADOS AQUI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Llegados aquí he frenado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pausado mi falsa alegría,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mi tapadera,segunda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;piel de mi vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;percepto de lo que no era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegados aquí no volveré,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;me vengan a buscar sería,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;volver por mis pasos podré,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;si cambiase mi suerte de vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;si volviese mi fuerza y fé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegados aquí no hay salida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;simplemente hundimiento moral,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;recepciones sobre débil intención,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;es hora de pasarlo mal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;es el momento de la rendición.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegados aquí necesito:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;una alegría por mi lucha en vano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;un suspiro por mi bienestar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;un frase mas que un "haz algo",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;una semilla a la que regar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegados aquí giro y miro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;,volviendo a girar y mirar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;continuamente sin nada que ver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;infinitamente bajo el mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;que no me deja querer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;no me ha dado derechos para amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-52038706696425377?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/52038706696425377/comments/default' title='Enviar 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-276243459238808550</id><published>2008-06-18T01:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T02:55:19.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HISTORIA DE DOS AÑOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Negado sobre los tiempos,&lt;br /&gt;tu estirpe desaparece de mi,&lt;br /&gt;desenamorado senitimiento hacia ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nace renovado sentimiento,&lt;br /&gt;vuelve la alegría, la verdad,&lt;br /&gt;la pasión y el sufrimiento,&lt;br /&gt;para luego naufragar,&lt;br /&gt;tras la sombra del tormento;&lt;br /&gt;otra manera de amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suben fuerte los delirios,&lt;br /&gt;sobrepasa mi predicción,&lt;br /&gt;mi sopresa se desata&lt;br /&gt;cuanod sufro tu traicción.&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón sabio, despierta,&lt;br /&gt;vacio, de ideas llenado&lt;br /&gt;tras tu fuerte leccióm,&lt;br /&gt;de vida y de condición,&lt;br /&gt;sobre lo ya anunciado,&lt;br /&gt;bástago de tu traición.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrededor de tu sombra,&lt;br /&gt;creando mi venganza,&lt;br /&gt;desubro que la vida pasada,&lt;br /&gt;cambiada por tus heridas,&lt;br /&gt;vale mas de lo que pensaba,&lt;br /&gt;valorada es menos de lo que debía,&lt;br /&gt;mata luego la venganza,&lt;br /&gt;ya se vuelve una sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt;ya se vuelve una alabanza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un año, en vacio para crecer,&lt;br /&gt;un tiempo, renovando mi actitud,&lt;br /&gt;sobrepaso ya los limites&lt;br /&gt;que desata mi virtud,&lt;br /&gt;renovado, poderoso,&lt;br /&gt;venerado pro mi mismo&lt;br /&gt;bajo en grande asombro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continua ya la vida,&lt;br /&gt;volverá la pasión,&lt;br /&gt;continua en mi su ausencia,&lt;br /&gt;su palabra de perdon,&lt;br /&gt;su histrial con trasnparencia,&lt;br /&gt;recuperar mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;calma, paciencia,&lt;br /&gt;esperando al amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-276243459238808550?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/276243459238808550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=276243459238808550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/276243459238808550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/276243459238808550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/06/historia-de-dos-aos.html' title='HISTORIA DE DOS AÑOS'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3551899374737265702</id><published>2008-06-18T00:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:46:52.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAL DE OJO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trabado en minuscula habitación,&lt;br /&gt;desterrado del balsamo amoroso,&lt;br /&gt;vaga externa sensación&lt;br /&gt;sobre mi lecho y mi reposo,&lt;br /&gt;bajo sospecha de condición.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrumada ansiedad posesiva,&lt;br /&gt;poseer, vinculo esperado.&lt;br /&gt;Alargada espera, sumisa,&lt;br /&gt;bástago del enamorado,&lt;br /&gt;exclava esta mi sonrisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ardiente represión calculada,&lt;br /&gt;extraña, vacía de expresión,&lt;br /&gt;sabiamente con maldad deseada,&lt;br /&gt;rubricada en el perdón&lt;br /&gt;que supolica mi esperanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3551899374737265702?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3551899374737265702/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3551899374737265702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3551899374737265702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3551899374737265702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/06/mal-de-ojo.html' title='MAL DE OJO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-8857435425666755648</id><published>2008-06-16T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:22:07.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIEMPRE FUISTE LO QUE ERES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;Fuieste como una ducha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;húmeda y relajante,&lt;br /&gt;eres como una uña,&lt;br /&gt;sucia y punzante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuiste como un ábaco,&lt;br /&gt;exacta y calculadora,&lt;br /&gt;eres como un grano,&lt;br /&gt;incómoda y reventona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuiste tal como un angel,&lt;br /&gt;dulce y celestial,&lt;br /&gt;eres tal como eras,&lt;br /&gt;mentira y falsedad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuieste mía, querida,&lt;br /&gt;mientras aguantó tu ceguera,&lt;br /&gt;eres del alma que aprecía,&lt;br /&gt;sabiendo lo que te espera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde aquí invoco tu ego,&lt;br /&gt;revientalo en tu cara morena,&lt;br /&gt;desde el fondo de mi pensar,&lt;br /&gt;te deseo todo el mal que pueda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ERES'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-7141593920637920057</id><published>2008-06-16T05:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T05:52:40.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENCERRADA EN FALSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sería precioso verte volar,&lt;br /&gt;desplegar las alas multicolor,&lt;br /&gt;de tu capuyo despegar,&lt;br /&gt;alzar tu vuelo hacia un sol,&lt;br /&gt;volverte a enamorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allí encerrada en el castillo,&lt;br /&gt;vuelto a la oscuridad,&lt;br /&gt;tu espiritu corrompido,&lt;br /&gt;cual fue la verdad,&lt;br /&gt;de tu bondad y tu cariño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No llegado a comprender,&lt;br /&gt;el actuar de tu presencia,&lt;br /&gt;valorado tu pasado ser,&lt;br /&gt;mas grande fue la valencia&lt;br /&gt;cuando podías complacer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-7141593920637920057?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/7141593920637920057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=7141593920637920057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7141593920637920057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7141593920637920057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/06/encerrada-en-falso.html' title='ENCERRADA EN FALSO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-8758482219547990795</id><published>2008-06-16T05:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T05:37:50.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PÉRDIDA TARDÍA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cuel era la idea de tu menester,&lt;br /&gt;cual era la idea, amarte mujer,&lt;br /&gt;con mas desparpajo, soberbia,&lt;br /&gt;cariñoso guiño en tu placer,&lt;br /&gt;sangrante veneno, boceto,&lt;br /&gt;pensante de tu secreto,&lt;br /&gt;al cual buscar su emerguer,&lt;br /&gt;me has dado, de adentro,&lt;br /&gt;tu astucia de mujer,&lt;br /&gt;pudiendo guardar para tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;pero favoricdo por mi querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historia de una vacía, armada,&lt;br /&gt;valerosa y desesperada mujer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-8758482219547990795?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/8758482219547990795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=8758482219547990795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Volviendo sobre el tema,&lt;br /&gt;abriendo los caminos anunciados,&lt;br /&gt;comprobando la senda,&lt;br /&gt;bajo tu guía, apreciado,&lt;br /&gt;dejo en el intento las venas,&lt;br /&gt;mejorando lo presente, del pasado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En primera estación la amiga,&lt;br /&gt;la que siempre desparpajo,&lt;br /&gt;muestra viva su alegría,&lt;br /&gt;compañera del señuelo&lt;br /&gt;cual deslumbra la semilla,&lt;br /&gt;de algo cual yo deseo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En segunda practica suma,&lt;br /&gt;regla de los 4 segundos aplica,&lt;br /&gt;seguridad en la esfera creada,&lt;br /&gt;asombrado continuo, sumisa;&lt;br /&gt;de mis palabras y roces,&lt;br /&gt;sacaba cada segundo sonrisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluido con la conclusión&lt;br /&gt;de buenas sensaciones habidas,&lt;br /&gt;resistencia final aplicable,&lt;br /&gt;supresiva obsesión repetitiva,&lt;br /&gt;borrado del despreciable,&lt;br /&gt;burdo y aburrido paso de mi vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-6531133692024168722?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/6531133692024168722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=6531133692024168722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/6531133692024168722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/6531133692024168722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/06/practicas-de-sabado.html' title='PRACTICAS DE SABADO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1146312689059499078</id><published>2008-06-16T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T02:55:06.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿POR QUE AL VERTE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aún no comprendo el por que,&lt;br /&gt;cuando percibo en mi alrededor,&lt;br /&gt;cuando tras ciegos y locos sentires,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la sombra de aquel calor,&lt;br /&gt;percibo de lejos el cuando me mires,&lt;br /&gt;tras mi rabía te expires&lt;br /&gt;en medio de la bruma del desamor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todavía vuelve en mi, rudo,&lt;br /&gt;permanece volando tras el sol,&lt;br /&gt;mientras ciego lo miro de frente,&lt;br /&gt;prevalece tras la voz&lt;br /&gt;que me dice que olvide verte,&lt;br /&gt;que no depende de la suerte,&lt;br /&gt;ni de una botella de ron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajo el momento que paso,&lt;br /&gt;por encima de la sombra,&lt;br /&gt;la oscuridad que me encogió,&lt;br /&gt;que me vino derrepente,&lt;br /&gt;no pude ver y me hundió,&lt;br /&gt;me turbía lo que tu mente;&lt;br /&gt;pensativa retenga de dolor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquel verde que bloquea,&lt;br /&gt;aquella rodada maquinaria,&lt;br /&gt;absurda y vaga obsesión visual,&lt;br /&gt;cualidades de soberbía,&lt;br /&gt;sobrevuelan mis labios,&lt;br /&gt;envenenan mis ideeas,&lt;br /&gt;traspasan mis parpados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1146312689059499078?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1146312689059499078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=1146312689059499078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1146312689059499078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1146312689059499078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/06/por-que-al-verte.html' title='¿POR QUE AL VERTE?'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-4258748683116050399</id><published>2008-06-12T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T03:37:43.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEDUCCIÓN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Siembra tu idea sobre tu actitud,&lt;br /&gt;contamina tu ego con tu victoria,&lt;br /&gt;venera la fama de tu presencia,&lt;br /&gt;reverbera con fuerza bajo la gloria,&lt;br /&gt;tras la sombra de una ausencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstente de tentaciones,&lt;br /&gt;aburre a los misiles dirigidos,&lt;br /&gt;alegra esa cara por siempre,&lt;br /&gt;mientras esquivas la gente,&lt;br /&gt;durante un tiempo descosido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acomoda tu pesca sobre el hombro,&lt;br /&gt;rebaja la ausencia de contacto,&lt;br /&gt;rubrica la fuerza del rato,&lt;br /&gt;abdica de que te sea un estorbo&lt;br /&gt;la boca linda de su reparto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boceto de mi sentir en tu piel,&lt;br /&gt;bocado de mi hambre en tu boca,&lt;br /&gt;pecado de mi roce en tu ropa,&lt;br /&gt;semilla dorada de miel,&lt;br /&gt;profeta que mi amor enfoca.&lt;/span&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/3175284981090875824-4258748683116050399?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4258748683116050399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=4258748683116050399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/4258748683116050399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/4258748683116050399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/06/seduccin.html' title='SEDUCCIÓN'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-8609425794115268143</id><published>2008-06-12T00:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:11:15.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>¿POR QUE SUEÑO CONTIGO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ayer volvíó a ocurrir,&lt;br /&gt;ayer soñé contigo, con tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;con tu forma de sentir sin mi,&lt;br /&gt;con tu posible futuro bonito,&lt;br /&gt;sin mi corazón junto a ti;&lt;br /&gt;alguíen mas de ti creado,&lt;br /&gt;no concebido por mi,&lt;br /&gt;en el sueño se mostró,&lt;br /&gt;pero en la realidad no lo ví.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer soñé contigo de nuevo,&lt;br /&gt;veneraba el volverte a ver,&lt;br /&gt;en sueños y sin claridad,&lt;br /&gt;en la realidad parece no poder ser,&lt;br /&gt;me mata la curiosidad,&lt;br /&gt;me muero por tu cara ver,&lt;br /&gt;tus ojos con mi mirada tocar,&lt;br /&gt;saber si te me puedes volver a querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer me castigó el destino,&lt;br /&gt;soñe otra vez de nuevo contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Ayer me hizo daño tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;la manera de corroerme,&lt;br /&gt;de derrotarme y hundirme de envidía,&lt;br /&gt;porque todo te va bien sin mi,&lt;br /&gt;porque el error fue claro,&lt;br /&gt;no arrepentido pero si repudiado,&lt;br /&gt;vetador de mi poder de percibir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer fue como un mensaje,&lt;br /&gt;una escritura en la pared,&lt;br /&gt;esculpido en el muro del recuerdo,&lt;br /&gt;descifrado pro mi inconsciente,&lt;br /&gt;recordandome algo que no puedo,&lt;br /&gt;que no debo volver a quererte,&lt;br /&gt;no, nunca, poder acercarme&lt;br /&gt;es prohibiciñon de por vida,&lt;br /&gt;es una causa perdida, tu amor,&lt;br /&gt;mi forma de recordarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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CONTIGO?'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-2073557743760942108</id><published>2008-06-12T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:18:50.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONOCÍ A BEA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;uando al verla me fijé en sus ojos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;stentaba en mi poco sentir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;o sabía de aquella forma de surgir,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; segurametne no sabía verlo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;ontento de conocerlo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;mpresionado de poderlo vivir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Al&lt;/span&gt;gún día podré, volveré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;uscaba felices destellos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;n la sombra que tu pena mojaba;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;bundante reventón de sueños.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-2073557743760942108?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5212688489802394026</id><published>2008-06-04T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T06:03:31.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CUAL FUERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cual fuera la idea, triunfó,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;en las horas de la bruma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;bajo la noche y la luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;en la que nuestro amor brotó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cual fuera la intención, victoria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;factible corazón enamorable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;dictado bajo un trato amable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;y mareado por cubiertas de gloria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cual fuera mi meta, llegué,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;su brisa fresca de mañana, mía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;acallada la frase, no podría,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sembrando sinceridad te qconquisté.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5212688489802394026?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5212688489802394026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5212688489802394026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5212688489802394026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;diota sería, por favor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;uradero recuerdo de amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;diota sería si algun día,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;parecieras y te dijese que no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-692997194198512704?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-2412759565015915834</id><published>2008-06-03T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T04:12:51.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALLÁ EN EL FONDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Allá en el fondo de la cueva,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;allí estaba mi recuerdo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;allá en el fondo del oscuro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;frío y duro tunel largo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tan lejos de lo mió y lo tuyo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tan atroz como un tormento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tan sutil como un asesino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;como olvidarme no puedo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;como a mi cabeza retorna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;el eco de tu persona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enterrado con tapa de cristal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;removidas las tierras de soporte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;enterrado con ganas de volver,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;culminado el cual me importe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allá en el fondo quedará,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por tu parte hundidó,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;el amor conmigo está,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;desgarrado y corrompido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;y ya nunca volverá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-2412759565015915834?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-4659085566777880765</id><published>2008-06-03T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T03:13:06.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME AYUDASTE Y ME TORTURASTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ilenciosa traición inteligente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;entrada vocación de bacteria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;zulada llama de la pasión,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;etornada llama de la lujuria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;o vivo sin ti mucho mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;stupendo aprendizaje de vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;otalitario y reformista en mi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;repador sobre mundos, suicida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-4659085566777880765?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4659085566777880765/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=4659085566777880765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/4659085566777880765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/4659085566777880765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-ayudaste-y-me-torturaste.html' title='ME AYUDASTE Y ME TORTURASTE'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-7740635040266467628</id><published>2008-06-03T03:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T03:03:59.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAVÍA TE RECUERDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;yer volvió conmigo a la cama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;o sabía desde hace ya tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;mposible de olvidar en serio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;aerá en mi tu derrama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;mpresionante vocación,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;lucinante constancia de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-7740635040266467628?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/7740635040266467628/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=7740635040266467628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7740635040266467628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/7740635040266467628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/06/todava-te-recuerdo.html' title='TODAVÍA TE RECUERDO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1595015072056771832</id><published>2008-06-03T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T02:53:28.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSÉ QUE NO TENÍAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Al ver tu simpatía,&lt;br /&gt;al ver tu sonriseo,&lt;br /&gt;al ver tu careo,&lt;br /&gt;tu dulzura y tu alegría.&lt;br /&gt;Vuelto en esperanza,&lt;br /&gt;revuelto en pensamientos,&lt;br /&gt;bufando contra vientos&lt;br /&gt;hundidos en la nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer noche volví,&lt;br /&gt;ayer por tus palabras,&lt;br /&gt;ayer desesperadas&lt;br /&gt;mis ideas hundí;&lt;br /&gt;el verte acompañada,&lt;br /&gt;inconveniente no es,&lt;br /&gt;trepando del reves&lt;br /&gt;hacía tu amistad exagerada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1595015072056771832?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1595015072056771832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=1595015072056771832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/1595015072056771832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ancho mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sabes de la vida del agua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pero no sabes nadar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vives en la orilla,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;vives sobre le mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;vives sabiendo del agua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pero nunca la pudiste tocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obvio impetu venidero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;aventura en captura del querer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sepultura de soledad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;vagancia del placer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interes por lo imposible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;avenida del infinito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;espiral giratoria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ancho mal de mi suspiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-6483368642243017636?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/6483368642243017636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-6497446106977044882</id><published>2008-05-22T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:57:21.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUIÑOS DEL INFIERNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Apenado a la orilla del mar,&lt;br /&gt;con las posaderas a ras de suelo,&lt;br /&gt;asombrado al ver pasar tu barco,&lt;br /&gt;por mi cabeza, por mi cerebro;&lt;br /&gt;ahogado en cartas de desamor,&lt;br /&gt;hundido, surtido de un gran tormento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirando al agua que me rodea,&lt;br /&gt;cubriendo el llanto con buena cara,&lt;br /&gt;sufriendo el auto de tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;bajo la luz de la luna llena,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la instancia de tu ausencia&lt;br /&gt;y el deseo de tu presencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus ojos me envenenron las ganas,&lt;br /&gt;tu mirada me altero el pensar,&lt;br /&gt;mi locura desperto al tomar&lt;br /&gt;el veneno de tus entrañas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando cierras el parpado,&lt;br /&gt;cuando al mirarme me hipnotizas,&lt;br /&gt;cuando la puerta del infierno se abre,&lt;br /&gt;cuando rebosan tus silenciosas mentiras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El viento arde a mi alrededor,&lt;br /&gt;por la no verdadera esencia,&lt;br /&gt;por la falsedad del olor&lt;br /&gt;que desprende tu conciencia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-6497446106977044882?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/6497446106977044882/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=6497446106977044882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/6497446106977044882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/6497446106977044882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/guios-del-infierno.html' title='GUIÑOS DEL INFIERNO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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-3175284981090875824.post-4896113979756077314</id><published>2008-05-21T04:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T04:25:51.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EL CORAZON DE MARTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pedazo de carne pensador,&lt;br /&gt;venidero de amoríos,&lt;br /&gt;algún día será mío,&lt;br /&gt;alguna vez vengador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedazo de alma de tu ser,&lt;br /&gt;dañado en la sombra del olvido,&lt;br /&gt;abierto por la herida,&lt;br /&gt;volcado y cubierto de frío,&lt;br /&gt;a rebosar de amor oscuro,&lt;br /&gt;vago, no correspondido;&lt;br /&gt;ahogado en calma temblorosa,&lt;br /&gt;atacado por otro amor,&lt;br /&gt;otra persona que esperará&lt;br /&gt;si ve la luz de esplendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedazo de tu vida en el aire,&lt;br /&gt;futuro de tu amor, atacado,&lt;br /&gt;por mi ser admirado,&lt;br /&gt;y tu pensando que por nadie,&lt;br /&gt;por un amor atrasado,&lt;br /&gt;el daño que se desata&lt;br /&gt;puede solucionarlo mi tacto,&lt;br /&gt;mis caricias bajo tus lagrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-4896113979756077314?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/4896113979756077314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=4896113979756077314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/4896113979756077314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/4896113979756077314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-corazon-de-marta.html' title='EL CORAZON DE MARTA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3607223727050865929</id><published>2008-05-21T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T04:01:58.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA EMPERATRIZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;La emperatriz, carta arcana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la penumbra de mis tiradas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lo que marca mi proceder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;es el sigilo de esa carta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lo marca tu presencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lo que indica tu sombría,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pura y grande influencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La emperatriz que rige en mi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la valiosa incertidumbre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;el olor de la costumbre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;que se cierne sobre ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;El pasado que me marca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la vacía insinuación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de un calor que desembarca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-3607223727050865929?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/3607223727050865929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=3607223727050865929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3607223727050865929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/3607223727050865929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-emperatriz.html' title='LA EMPERATRIZ'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-6676564151742556804</id><published>2008-05-20T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:54:25.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PIENSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Algunos día pienso en alguien,&lt;br /&gt;otros días no se quien es,&lt;br /&gt;algunas noches me vuelvo sueño&lt;br /&gt;para poder verte aparecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Parece igual que siempre al verte,&lt;br /&gt;como si fuera la última vez,&lt;br /&gt;parrece igual que si renaciera en mi&lt;br /&gt;en el agua sentirme como un pez,&lt;br /&gt;mojado en angustia por volver,&lt;br /&gt;volver a hacer contigo dibujos,&lt;br /&gt;en el aire un bocete de tus ojos,&lt;br /&gt;en el suelo los pasos de tu embrujo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Algunos dias pienso en alguien,&lt;br /&gt;otor días siguo sin saber quien es,&lt;br /&gt;algunas noches me desespero,&lt;br /&gt;no puedo dormir ¿cual tu nombre es?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Derrumba mi obsesión la colmena&lt;br /&gt;que cuelga del arbol de tu calor,&lt;br /&gt;que pica con defensa dura y plena,&lt;br /&gt;sobre tus hombros un clamor, mi dolor,&lt;br /&gt;pica en centro de mis intenciones,&lt;br /&gt;vuelca espanto en mis movimientos,&lt;br /&gt;renace impetu de la cura&lt;br /&gt;sobre tu ojos, mis sentimientos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-6676564151742556804?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/6676564151742556804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=6676564151742556804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/6676564151742556804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/6676564151742556804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/pienso.html' title='PIENSO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-8229382524325347245</id><published>2008-05-19T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T05:38:08.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DELITO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Para todo lo que abarco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;recupero lo perdido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;para todo lo que busco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;me dervia estar contigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;para siempre sería,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;si tu alma me retiene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;en muerte y en vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para nada es un bulo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mi sentir es solitario,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hacia ti mis pensamientos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;eres tu mi santuario,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;venerada tu mirada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;bajo el fijo pensamiento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;bajo tu cara contento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de rodillas mi plegaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin perdón sobre mi culpa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;delito de no dejarte de mirar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sin perdón ante los jueces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;que para tu amor me han de juzgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;,que por alto valor te tendrán&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ante mi tensión valorada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ante mi presencia bajo tu alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-8229382524325347245?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/8229382524325347245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=8229382524325347245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8229382524325347245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8229382524325347245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/delito.html' title='DELITO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-6685588437622171413</id><published>2008-05-19T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T02:48:31.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIEMPRE ALERTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A punto estoy siempre,&lt;br /&gt;cuando electricidad me envuelve,&lt;br /&gt;quien sabe si se puede&lt;br /&gt;pero se me revuelve el vientre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;No sabré yo el momento,&lt;br /&gt;él me encontrará a mi,&lt;br /&gt;bajo ausencia de sentir&lt;br /&gt;contigo, por que te quiero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Sabes bien que algo arde,&lt;br /&gt;que algo rueda por tu corazón,&lt;br /&gt;a mi lado sufre tu cercanía&lt;br /&gt;mientras el que desepera soy yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Y si todo fuese distinto,&lt;br /&gt;que bello sería sentir,&lt;br /&gt;poder contigo compartir,&lt;br /&gt;poder destapar los instintos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Siempre alerta mantenido,&lt;br /&gt;mariposa disecada,&lt;br /&gt;abiertas la alas&lt;br /&gt;y siempre contigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-6685588437622171413?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/6685588437622171413/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=6685588437622171413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/6685588437622171413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/6685588437622171413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/siempre-alerta.html' title='SIEMPRE ALERTA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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-3175284981090875824.post-193478915056058651</id><published>2008-05-19T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T02:14:53.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Milhojas de dulzura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;petardos de pasión,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;veneno de soltura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;adquirida por tu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aguita para tu sed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;alcohol para la herida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;estaca informativa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de lo que podras llegar a ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alquiler de alegría,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;rebufo del presente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;contactas con la gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por todas las vías.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-193478915056058651?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/193478915056058651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=193478915056058651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/193478915056058651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/193478915056058651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/tu.html' title='TU'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-8806936706191565082</id><published>2008-05-16T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:54:18.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RECUERDOS VETADOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Un día resucité en la noche,&lt;br /&gt;una noche marcó aquel día,&lt;br /&gt;una luz que me oscureció,&lt;br /&gt;una oscuridad que me ilumina.&lt;br /&gt;Basado en la realidad&lt;br /&gt;de un amor impresionado,&lt;br /&gt;plasmado en la eternidad&lt;br /&gt;bajo un silencio ya enterrado.&lt;br /&gt;Vacío desde hace tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;llenado por el olvido,&lt;br /&gt;recubierto de cemento&lt;br /&gt;bajo el fondo de este río.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Pasada esa tormenta duradera&lt;br /&gt;nacida la lujuría en sangre,&lt;br /&gt;volvieron los tiempos de pena&lt;br /&gt;tras aquel amor de desmadre,&lt;br /&gt;tras esa vida bonita parecida,&lt;br /&gt;tras ella que me marcó,&lt;br /&gt;gran aprendija en vida,&lt;br /&gt;gran decepción plasmó&lt;br /&gt;a lo largo de su vigilia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Tras semejante temporada&lt;br /&gt;peores tiempos llegaron,&lt;br /&gt;sequía, tormenta, tornados,&lt;br /&gt;y nunca mas ninguna consumada.&lt;br /&gt;Al presente nos unimos&lt;br /&gt;por este extremo deshidratado,&lt;br /&gt;al futuro nos rogamos&lt;br /&gt;un presente desesperado,&lt;br /&gt;objetivo al que no llegamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Cuentame iluminada,&lt;br /&gt;tu que en silencio a mi vives,&lt;br /&gt;tu que me ignoras miradas,&lt;br /&gt;que crees que de mi te ries,&lt;br /&gt;tu que me sigues recordando,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la sombra de tu odio&lt;br /&gt;convertido en tal por obliga,&lt;br /&gt;cantame una canción al oido&lt;br /&gt;mientras recuerdas conmigo&lt;br /&gt;lo que nunca hubo en tu barriga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Todavía conservo migas,&lt;br /&gt;pedazos de aquella vivencía,&lt;br /&gt;mientras conserve conciencía,&lt;br /&gt;prefiero que sean mías,&lt;br /&gt;tu reniegas del fluir&lt;br /&gt;de mis sinceros abrigos,&lt;br /&gt;de poder hablar conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;de poder tu voz sentir,&lt;br /&gt;de acordarme del silvido&lt;br /&gt;que me hace sonreir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-8806936706191565082?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/8806936706191565082/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=8806936706191565082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8806936706191565082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8806936706191565082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/recuerdos-vetados.html' title='RECUERDOS VETADOS'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-8108560490863682143</id><published>2008-05-15T02:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T02:49:59.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Procedamos a describir:&lt;br /&gt;avenida sin final,&lt;br /&gt;sin premio concebida,&lt;br /&gt;camino de esquivos viajes&lt;br /&gt;hacía la luna con traje,&lt;br /&gt;y sin calor en mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;Sombra de mis amores,&lt;br /&gt;ventaja de mi dolor,&lt;br /&gt;caricia de mi esperanza&lt;br /&gt;y el brillo de mi color.&lt;br /&gt;Abstemia de mi cariño,&lt;br /&gt;devota del no poder,&lt;br /&gt;querete sería bueno&lt;br /&gt;si tu me quieseras querer.&lt;br /&gt;Admiras celulas muertas,&lt;br /&gt;veneras recuerdos de ayer,&lt;br /&gt;rechazas las realidades&lt;br /&gt;de lo que puedes llegar a ser.&lt;br /&gt;Yo aquí seguiré de lado,&lt;br /&gt;apartado a tu orilla sentado,&lt;br /&gt;yo aquí volveré a sucumbir,&lt;br /&gt;mientras no te pueda sentir,&lt;br /&gt;mientras el amor tenga plasmado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-8108560490863682143?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/8108560490863682143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=8108560490863682143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8108560490863682143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8108560490863682143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/pe.html' title='PE'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-8507438010206372517</id><published>2008-05-15T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:47:16.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LUGARES DEL PASADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A traves de la lupa mojada,&lt;br /&gt;se distingue tu exageración,&lt;br /&gt;a traves de la roca escondida&lt;br /&gt;se esconde timido mi perdón,&lt;br /&gt;a traves de la cercanía,&lt;br /&gt;la que aplica tu razón,&lt;br /&gt;a traves de toda vida,&lt;br /&gt;la verdad se ve sufrida&lt;br /&gt;para luego del montón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A lo largo de este día,&lt;br /&gt;pensaré si vale el teimpo,&lt;br /&gt;a lo largo de las horas&lt;br /&gt;valorado será el tema,&lt;br /&gt;a lo largo de la condena,&lt;br /&gt;que sufrido me ha hecho mas,&lt;br /&gt;a lo largo de la mar&lt;br /&gt;que separa y desespera;&lt;br /&gt;mucha y toda la verdad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A lo alto de de tu cuerpo,&lt;br /&gt;vaga el alma de un arquero,&lt;br /&gt;a lo alta de su cara&lt;br /&gt;mira fuerte para apuntar&lt;br /&gt;a lo alto de mi cuello&lt;br /&gt;con fuerza apretar.&lt;br /&gt;A lo alto de la estepa&lt;br /&gt;que conjuga tu ego,&lt;br /&gt;que me absorbe y envenena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;---- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Internamente castigo&lt;br /&gt;las oportunidades brindadas,&lt;br /&gt;internamente revivo,&lt;br /&gt;me giro a ti y me empapas&lt;br /&gt;internamente de ira,&lt;br /&gt;impresionnate destino,&lt;br /&gt;internamente plasmado&lt;br /&gt;en las agujas del tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;en tus penurias de antaño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alrededor de la burla,&lt;br /&gt;me desempeño payaso,&lt;br /&gt;alrededora de tu cuna,&lt;br /&gt;por encima de mi regazo,&lt;br /&gt;alrededor y sobre ti,&lt;br /&gt;estela de ironía,&lt;br /&gt;alrededor de tu vida&lt;br /&gt;negra sombra se deriva,&lt;br /&gt;bajo la rueda de un camión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nunca mas, nunca mas,&lt;br /&gt;a traves me lo claves,&lt;br /&gt;a lo largo de tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;a lo alto que te veas;&lt;br /&gt;intermente muere&lt;br /&gt;alrededor de tus teas,&lt;br /&gt;lugares de mi recreo,&lt;br /&gt;en antaño; no vuelvas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-8507438010206372517?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/8507438010206372517/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=8507438010206372517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8507438010206372517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/8507438010206372517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/lugares-del-pasado.html' title='LUGARES DEL PASADO'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-6448049817042880588</id><published>2008-05-14T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T07:40:38.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ASPIDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Áspide traicionera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;,autopista del terror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;curvada luna lunera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cabestra del desamor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Onda que te repites,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;voraz apetito exhibes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;vacías de comida el plato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mientras apenas vive,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mientras me sobrepasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;el terror a tu raza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Limón salado en boca,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;navaja en el pulmon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;negro en la siberia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;nacida del perdon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas puedo distinguir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;que fue de aquellas bellas noches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;que vino atras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tras el destape y el derroche,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;no pude mas, perecer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;antes tus ojos sucumbir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;y perdonar al no creer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que ciego vino a mi el hecho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cual no vi fruto de tu ira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;incontrolada hacia el provecho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;verdugo de mi vasta vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;agujero de tu lanza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;esmeralda de mi cuello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Áspide traicinera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;contoneate por el suelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;y tragate tu lengua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tu morir es mi consuelo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tu verdad fue mi condena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='ASPIDE'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5304013020383206826</id><published>2008-05-14T00:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T04:11:16.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALGUN DIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Algún día brotará&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la semilla de mi felicidad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;algún día volverá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hacía mi lo que era mío,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hacía ti mi corazón,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por delante del destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Algún día se vera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;todo el tiempo que se gasta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;algún día tratarás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;abrirás el alma en vivo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;para recibir la verdad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de lo que pudo ser conmigo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;lo que pudo sueceder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mientras tus ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hundidos en el desvío, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;brindabas a plato errado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;una suerte inesperada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;un amor desorientado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5304013020383206826?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5304013020383206826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5304013020383206826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5304013020383206826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5304013020383206826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/algun-dia.html' title='ALGUN DIA'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5485645968755588618</id><published>2008-05-14T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:20:48.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ELEMENTAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Las aguas corren en normalidad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;los vientos suenan en pleno,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la tierra clama por la sensación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de que el se encienda el fuego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las aguas piden su aparición,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;los vientos soplan su iniciativa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la tierra presta su posición,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;para que fuego prenda vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El agua moja su espera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;el viento alivia sus lloros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;la tierra soporta su estatua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;porque el fuego prende poco a poco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5485645968755588618?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/5485645968755588618/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3175284981090875824&amp;postID=5485645968755588618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5485645968755588618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175284981090875824/posts/default/5485645968755588618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/2008/05/elemental.html' title='ELEMENTAL'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-5584680125932271772</id><published>2008-05-13T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T07:24:52.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PUDO, PUEDE Y PODRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pudo verme y no ha visto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pudo tocarme y no me ha visto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pudo y no quiso verme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por que su tacto no estaba listo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pudo tenerme y no me ha querido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pudo amarme y no me ha querido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;pudo y no quiso tenerme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por un pálpito la ha detenido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Puede buscarme y me buscará,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;puede encontrarme cuando quiera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;puede y no quiere por ahora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por que la campana no suena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Podrá volverme de colores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;podrá moverme a todos lados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;podrá cambiar mi movimiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;por ella se me quitará el enfado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-5584680125932271772?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-3889393517596911227</id><published>2008-05-13T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T05:04:40.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMPOSIBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Por las ruinas de tu historia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;corre veloz un pedazo del pasado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;para llegar a tu presencia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;presente y ser tu amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya lo ha sido en aquel tiempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;repetir la experiencia desea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;fervorosamente, con ganas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;con epseranza de que vuelvas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las ruinas has de esquivar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mientras tus piernas se cansan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de no poder caminar recto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de bruces con la pared te estampas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='IMPOSIBLE'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-6752285225609931600</id><published>2008-05-13T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T02:55:43.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TELEOPERADOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;A la oreja un altavoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tan cerca pegado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;repetida ocasión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;llevo al otro lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colgando de una de ellas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;un pitorro receptor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;colgando y recepcionando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;mi eduacada y aguda voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delante los formularios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;debajo el escribidor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;al lado el señalero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;detras el descansador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='TELEOPERADOR'/><author><name>McViney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14086787517701517480</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175284981090875824.post-1644391026507943069</id><published>2008-05-13T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:58:15.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TE HE VISTO, OIDO Y TOCADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Algunas veces he visto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;el calor de tus pensares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;algunas veces he oido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; el tacto los mares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de las aguas que te rodean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;a la hora de tu lujuria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;de las masas que contonean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;el huerto de la ternura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunas veces e oido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;el cantar de tus cabellos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;,el roze de tu melena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;contra la tela de tu lecho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;en el cual sentiste,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;los dientes del placer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;colmillos del orgasmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;sensaciones de beber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunas veces he tocado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;las prendas de verguenza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;alarmas de tu maternidad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;asiento de tus perezas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;floklore de tus palabras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;vendita canción,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;culmine de las miradas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tras cubrirte de bendición.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175284981090875824-1644391026507943069?l=mislocospoemas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mislocospoemas.blogspot.com/feeds/1644391026507943069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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