<?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-4099930709472292742</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:01:51.040-08:00</updated><category term='Poesias da Neli Araújo'/><category term='Poemas de Carlos Drummond de Andrade'/><title type='text'>Simplesmente Jacy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4588715873074113944</id><published>2011-05-22T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T16:27:59.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGSrz4jMkmI/TdmbsXrsQXI/AAAAAAAABJs/0QpBqcYRclc/s1600/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_8d8cfef00051d5c1473088381eb41f0146e86d29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGSrz4jMkmI/TdmbsXrsQXI/AAAAAAAABJs/0QpBqcYRclc/s320/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_8d8cfef00051d5c1473088381eb41f0146e86d29.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Que você acredite que não me deve nada simplesmente&lt;br /&gt;porque os amores mais puros não entendem dívida,&lt;br /&gt;nem mágoa, nem arrependimento.&lt;br /&gt;Então, que não se arrependa.&lt;br /&gt;Da gente.&lt;br /&gt;Do que fomos.&lt;br /&gt;De tudo o que vivemos.&lt;br /&gt;Que você me guarde na memória, mais do que nas fotos.&lt;br /&gt;Que termine com a sensação de ter me degustado por completo,&lt;br /&gt;mas como quem sai da mesa antes da sobremesa:&lt;br /&gt;com a impressão que poderia ter se fartado um pouco mais.&lt;br /&gt;E que, até o último dia da sua vida,&lt;br /&gt;você espalhe delicadamente a nossa história, para poucos ouvintes,&lt;br /&gt;como se ela tivesse sido a mais bela história de amor da sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;E que uma parte de você acredite que ela foi, de fato, a mais bela história de amor da sua vida".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4588715873074113944?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4588715873074113944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2011/05/que-voce-acredite-que-nao-me-deve-nada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4588715873074113944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4588715873074113944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2011/05/que-voce-acredite-que-nao-me-deve-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MGSrz4jMkmI/TdmbsXrsQXI/AAAAAAAABJs/0QpBqcYRclc/s72-c/http___d_yimg_com_gg_u_8d8cfef00051d5c1473088381eb41f0146e86d29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-1503564789156113588</id><published>2011-05-02T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T19:27:04.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVXL2QqLy0U/Tb9nsOFpeVI/AAAAAAAABJM/uY4ytcScyp4/s1600/mulher_lua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVXL2QqLy0U/Tb9nsOFpeVI/AAAAAAAABJM/uY4ytcScyp4/s320/mulher_lua.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RDH1ldGfmNQ/Tb9nMtDnNwI/AAAAAAAABJI/YVyDOtvYrtA/s1600/5186664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Não precisa marcar hora, odeio datas, odeio dias ...&lt;br /&gt;Nada que tenha contagem me agrada.&lt;br /&gt;Nada me seja marcado com antecedência, é bom surpreender-se com as surpresas, deixar que cheguem as novidades coloridas.&lt;br /&gt;No mais, me importa o que sei :&lt;br /&gt;Te recebo em cada segundo da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cáh Morandi -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-1503564789156113588?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/1503564789156113588/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2011/05/nao-precisa-marcar-hora-odeio-datas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1503564789156113588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1503564789156113588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2011/05/nao-precisa-marcar-hora-odeio-datas.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVXL2QqLy0U/Tb9nsOFpeVI/AAAAAAAABJM/uY4ytcScyp4/s72-c/mulher_lua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-2079593917462902254</id><published>2011-04-26T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T10:22:03.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aww8us7djmY/Tbb_CqIJyxI/AAAAAAAABJA/cEvPJIMrfMk/s1600/bebe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aww8us7djmY/Tbb_CqIJyxI/AAAAAAAABJA/cEvPJIMrfMk/s1600/bebe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Não me mostrem o que esperam de mim, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;porque vou seguir meu coração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Não me façam ser quem não sou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Não me convidem a ser igual, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;porque sinceramente sou diferente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Não sei amar pela metade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Não sei viver de mentira. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Não sei voar de pés no chão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Sou sempre eu mesma, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;mas com certeza não serei a mesma pra sempre." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;(Clarice Lispector)&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/4099930709472292742-2079593917462902254?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/2079593917462902254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-me-mostrem-o-que-esperam-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2079593917462902254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2079593917462902254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2011/04/nao-me-mostrem-o-que-esperam-de-mim.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aww8us7djmY/Tbb_CqIJyxI/AAAAAAAABJA/cEvPJIMrfMk/s72-c/bebe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4153776050694391525</id><published>2010-12-11T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T17:16:19.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TQQg2TtDKaI/AAAAAAAABHw/sK0RnTdGE7c/s1600/22wuleznyfolhas.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TQQg2TtDKaI/AAAAAAAABHw/sK0RnTdGE7c/s320/22wuleznyfolhas.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Nua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Deixei que soubesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Da minha paixão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Deixei sim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Já não havia mais como&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Escondê-la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Estava nua à porta do teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;(Cida Luz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TQQg4iQFo-I/AAAAAAAABH0/mdQFvceiYxw/s1600/casal25.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TQQg4iQFo-I/AAAAAAAABH0/mdQFvceiYxw/s1600/casal25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Evidência...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se tuas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Amarrotarem meu&lt;br /&gt;vestido&lt;br /&gt;E teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Despir-me,&lt;br /&gt;Deixarás em evidência&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cida Luz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TQQg5z8_HtI/AAAAAAAABH4/GCWbN1XFACs/s1600/saudade_imagem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TQQg5z8_HtI/AAAAAAAABH4/GCWbN1XFACs/s320/saudade_imagem.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Intenção...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Era isso então...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Invadir meu peito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Alojar um amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Feito de ilusão para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Depois deixar o coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Em ferida aberta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Sangrando uma saudade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Provocada por tua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Ausência...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"&gt;(Cida Luz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4153776050694391525?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4153776050694391525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/12/nua.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4153776050694391525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4153776050694391525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/12/nua.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TQQg2TtDKaI/AAAAAAAABHw/sK0RnTdGE7c/s72-c/22wuleznyfolhas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-1898383486020399491</id><published>2010-11-11T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T08:29:07.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TNwZqx-Y9kI/AAAAAAAABHA/GccgwYs4T9U/s1600/0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TNwZqx-Y9kI/AAAAAAAABHA/GccgwYs4T9U/s320/0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queria olhar nos teus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e com um gesto de mão &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nos teus lábios calar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o sim ou o não,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para que não seja preciso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;falar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o que apenas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;naturalmente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;deve existir!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda Rocha Mesquita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-1898383486020399491?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/1898383486020399491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/11/queria-olhar-nos-teus-olhos-e-com-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1898383486020399491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1898383486020399491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/11/queria-olhar-nos-teus-olhos-e-com-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TNwZqx-Y9kI/AAAAAAAABHA/GccgwYs4T9U/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8572937734967655811</id><published>2010-11-07T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T06:19:08.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TNa1OvCH41I/AAAAAAAABG0/zS0RIez4H54/s1600/det0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TNa1OvCH41I/AAAAAAAABG0/zS0RIez4H54/s320/det0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Então eu senti a alegria&lt;br /&gt;Ocupar o lugar da tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;Eu senti que podia sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Sem amargar mágoas...&lt;br /&gt;Eu respirei a paz que tanto&lt;br /&gt;Queria o coração...&lt;br /&gt;Eu agradeci a Deus&lt;br /&gt;A oportunidade de&lt;br /&gt;Amar um pouco mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cida Luz)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8572937734967655811?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8572937734967655811/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/11/entao-eu-senti-alegria-ocupar-o-lugar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8572937734967655811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8572937734967655811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/11/entao-eu-senti-alegria-ocupar-o-lugar.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TNa1OvCH41I/AAAAAAAABG0/zS0RIez4H54/s72-c/det0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4117291916336067209</id><published>2010-10-24T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T05:20:25.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TMQkHfBzuaI/AAAAAAAABGs/gSX322L45B4/s1600/romantic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TMQkHfBzuaI/AAAAAAAABGs/gSX322L45B4/s1600/romantic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;todos os dias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;são especiais ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas existem alguns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que fazem a cor dos olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brilharem mais ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse dia é quando estou a seu lado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Luna Lua)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4117291916336067209?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4117291916336067209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/10/todos-os-dias-sao-especiais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4117291916336067209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4117291916336067209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/10/todos-os-dias-sao-especiais.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/TMQkHfBzuaI/AAAAAAAABGs/gSX322L45B4/s72-c/romantic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-2760609036339395669</id><published>2010-05-19T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:35:07.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S_SDigYanhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/K-DNJQGN1Og/s1600/DSC02262k.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S_SDigYanhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/K-DNJQGN1Og/s320/DSC02262k.JPG" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fr"&gt;E a coisa mais divina&lt;br /&gt;Que há no mundo&lt;br /&gt;É viver cada  segundo&lt;br /&gt;Como nunca mais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.blogger.com/autor/Vinicius_de_Moraes/"&gt;Vinícius de Moraes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-2760609036339395669?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/2760609036339395669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-coisa-mais-divina-que-ha-no-mundo-e.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2760609036339395669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2760609036339395669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-coisa-mais-divina-que-ha-no-mundo-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S_SDigYanhI/AAAAAAAABDQ/K-DNJQGN1Og/s72-c/DSC02262k.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-812101425698724802</id><published>2010-04-15T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:56:52.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S8eZmFWLlxI/AAAAAAAABBo/V5oXcu83YDU/s1600/bb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S8eZmFWLlxI/AAAAAAAABBo/V5oXcu83YDU/s320/bb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr"&gt;Quem vai dizer ao coração que a paixão não é loucura,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr"&gt;mesmo que pareça insano acreditar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Oswaldo_Montenegro/"&gt;Oswaldo  Montenegro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-812101425698724802?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/812101425698724802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/04/quem-vai-dizer-ao-coracao-que-paixao.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/812101425698724802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/812101425698724802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/04/quem-vai-dizer-ao-coracao-que-paixao.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S8eZmFWLlxI/AAAAAAAABBo/V5oXcu83YDU/s72-c/bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-6835463101102160657</id><published>2010-04-02T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T16:29:43.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMAR É....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S7Z9t26asWI/AAAAAAAABAA/YRgz9-2vC6c/s1600/cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S7Z9t26asWI/AAAAAAAABAA/YRgz9-2vC6c/s320/cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amar!&lt;br /&gt;É quando não dá mais prá disfarçar&lt;br /&gt;Tudo muda de valor&lt;br /&gt;Tudo faz lembrar você&lt;br /&gt;Amar!&lt;br /&gt;É a lua ser a luz do seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Luz que debruçou em mim&lt;br /&gt;Prata que caiu no mar&lt;br /&gt;Suspirar sem perceber&lt;br /&gt;Respirar o ar que é você&lt;br /&gt;Acordar sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;Ter o dia todo prá te ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é um furacão&lt;br /&gt;Surge no coração&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter licença prá entrar&lt;br /&gt;Tempestade de desejos&lt;br /&gt;Um eclipse no final de um beijo&lt;br /&gt;O amor é estação&lt;br /&gt;É inverno, é verão&lt;br /&gt;É como um raio de sol&lt;br /&gt;Que aquece e tira o medo&lt;br /&gt;De enfrentar os riscos&lt;br /&gt;Se entregar...&lt;br /&gt;Amar!&lt;br /&gt;É envelhecer querendo te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;Dedilhar num violão&lt;br /&gt;A canção prá te ninar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-6835463101102160657?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/6835463101102160657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/04/amar-e.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6835463101102160657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6835463101102160657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/04/amar-e.html' title='AMAR É....'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S7Z9t26asWI/AAAAAAAABAA/YRgz9-2vC6c/s72-c/cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-6312646521997476576</id><published>2010-03-24T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T14:37:04.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S6qF9gvYcOI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/akSO1XBkECc/s1600/014410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S6qF9gvYcOI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/akSO1XBkECc/s320/014410.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Existe um lugar numa mulher que&lt;br /&gt;quando um homem toca, &lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ela perde o  controle...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o coração..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-6312646521997476576?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/6312646521997476576/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/03/existe-um-lugar-numa-mulher-que-quando.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6312646521997476576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6312646521997476576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/03/existe-um-lugar-numa-mulher-que-quando.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S6qF9gvYcOI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/akSO1XBkECc/s72-c/014410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-2610244852068172293</id><published>2010-03-14T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T13:47:48.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S51KUEsqKgI/AAAAAAAAA-4/xDKnlcfPTqQ/s1600-h/fadaAline.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S51KUEsqKgI/AAAAAAAAA-4/xDKnlcfPTqQ/s320/fadaAline.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="fr"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A maior covardia de um homem é despertar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o amor de uma  mulher sem ter a intenção de amá-la.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fr"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.pensador.info/autor/Bob_Marley/"&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-2610244852068172293?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/2610244852068172293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/03/maior-covardia-de-um-homem-e-despertar.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2610244852068172293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2610244852068172293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/03/maior-covardia-de-um-homem-e-despertar.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S51KUEsqKgI/AAAAAAAAA-4/xDKnlcfPTqQ/s72-c/fadaAline.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7193259933018584348</id><published>2010-01-31T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:44:37.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S2X5pq3TisI/AAAAAAAAA9g/kbFmxJ0lAgo/s1600-h/saber+amar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S2X5pq3TisI/AAAAAAAAA9g/kbFmxJ0lAgo/s320/saber+amar.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Que estranho é esse sentir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que vazio é este que preenche os meus dias &lt;br /&gt;e este meu peito cansado de tanto por ti esperar?&lt;br /&gt;Não sei em que época nos perdemos &lt;br /&gt;ou mesmo se nos encontramos ..&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que restou essa "falta" de você que não passa jamais ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora:Adriana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7193259933018584348?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7193259933018584348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/que-estranho-e-esse-sentir-que-vazio-e.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7193259933018584348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7193259933018584348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/que-estranho-e-esse-sentir-que-vazio-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S2X5pq3TisI/AAAAAAAAA9g/kbFmxJ0lAgo/s72-c/saber+amar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7579925245269829248</id><published>2010-01-16T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T07:43:31.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loucuras de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S1HeilIlcuI/AAAAAAAAA8o/uCNEUhjIZPM/s1600-h/amor+e+paixao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S1HeilIlcuI/AAAAAAAAA8o/uCNEUhjIZPM/s320/amor+e+paixao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria que neste exato momento, o tempo parasse &lt;br /&gt;e a vida ficasse onde está, e este dia se eternizasse!&lt;br /&gt;E esta melodia, junto a esta voz, que soa como um hino&lt;br /&gt;aos que amam e sofrem uma paixão avassaladora! &lt;br /&gt;Loucura, imaginação, fantasia, devaneio, êxtase, &lt;br /&gt;frenesi, tesão, sede, tara? Teria uma série de adjetivos;&lt;br /&gt;alguns não muito recomendáveis em serem mencionados.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero saber, que nome devo dar a este momento mágico! &lt;br /&gt;Talvez a alegria que sinto na alma, saiba expressar&lt;br /&gt;melhor que as palavras por mim, escritas, &lt;br /&gt;ou até mesmo ditas, com minha própria voz! &lt;br /&gt;É um verdadeiro mistério do mundo dos pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Estes são livres, não há quem os impeça, que ele os diga&lt;br /&gt;a nós mesmos, o que queremos, o que devemos, &lt;br /&gt;ou o que podemos sonhar, e sentirmos. &lt;br /&gt;Até mesmo o desejo de: cantar, dançar, gritar, pular,&lt;br /&gt;rolar na areia, subir nas paredes, flutuar sobre as nuvens,&lt;br /&gt;tocar as estrelas, beijar a face da lua, deitar na grama...&lt;br /&gt;E até mesmo... na Cama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autora: Pequenina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7579925245269829248?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7579925245269829248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/loucuras-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7579925245269829248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7579925245269829248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/loucuras-de-amor.html' title='Loucuras de amor'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S1HeilIlcuI/AAAAAAAAA8o/uCNEUhjIZPM/s72-c/amor+e+paixao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8343304385295535916</id><published>2010-01-12T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:12:18.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apenas me ame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0zzjqGo6rI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/pt8cBhL2khk/s1600-h/ddd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0zzjqGo6rI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/pt8cBhL2khk/s320/ddd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Não quero que se encante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Nem que me enxergue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Apenas me ame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Doce e loucamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Permitindo que eu seja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mais uma vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Aquela que você procura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Nossa loucura é a mais &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;sensata das emoções;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Tudo o que fazemos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;deixamos como exemplos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Para os que sonham um &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;dia serem assim como nós:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;LOUCOS.... mas FELIZES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;-Mario Quintana-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8343304385295535916?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8343304385295535916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/apenas-me-ame.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8343304385295535916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8343304385295535916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/apenas-me-ame.html' title='Apenas me ame'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0zzjqGo6rI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/pt8cBhL2khk/s72-c/ddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8688008701232854714</id><published>2010-01-09T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T06:39:31.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0iVBvZToJI/AAAAAAAAA7o/S9orGKYKA64/s1600-h/a66ad0393e328339f6b844518f89d94d_we.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0iVBvZToJI/AAAAAAAAA7o/S9orGKYKA64/s320/a66ad0393e328339f6b844518f89d94d_we.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Gosto dos venenos mais lentos, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;das bebidas mais amargas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;das drogas mais poderosas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;das idéias mais insanas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;dos pensamentos mais complexos, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;dos sentimentos mais fortes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tenho um apetite voraz e os delírios mais loucos." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8688008701232854714?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8688008701232854714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/gosto-dos-venenos-mais-lentos-das.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8688008701232854714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8688008701232854714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/gosto-dos-venenos-mais-lentos-das.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0iVBvZToJI/AAAAAAAAA7o/S9orGKYKA64/s72-c/a66ad0393e328339f6b844518f89d94d_we.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-3519783900029868053</id><published>2010-01-08T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:11:12.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0eClDehW8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/ocTBuHcbzyw/s1600-h/ATgAAACtK1ZqhINK0dLlANsBWgPv1bjBlP4PyiYHJub06KgsXdlkjAjyd_RDHIY5zuZAvuHsVIVwCe6U2IPlfZc--_QtAJtU9VAPrputoLqYLwmUexJ46TG21yg1aQ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0eClDehW8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/ocTBuHcbzyw/s320/ATgAAACtK1ZqhINK0dLlANsBWgPv1bjBlP4PyiYHJub06KgsXdlkjAjyd_RDHIY5zuZAvuHsVIVwCe6U2IPlfZc--_QtAJtU9VAPrputoLqYLwmUexJ46TG21yg1aQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Estou longe, sentada à beira do nada... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;e vejo-o ao longe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Sei que ele virá, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;sei que ele sabe que eu estou onde estou,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;sei que estou com ele e que ele está comigo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Estou sozinha, mas não estou!!!!&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/4099930709472292742-3519783900029868053?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/3519783900029868053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/estou-longe-sentada-beira-do-nada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3519783900029868053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3519783900029868053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/estou-longe-sentada-beira-do-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0eClDehW8I/AAAAAAAAA7g/ocTBuHcbzyw/s72-c/ATgAAACtK1ZqhINK0dLlANsBWgPv1bjBlP4PyiYHJub06KgsXdlkjAjyd_RDHIY5zuZAvuHsVIVwCe6U2IPlfZc--_QtAJtU9VAPrputoLqYLwmUexJ46TG21yg1aQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8540030857936781898</id><published>2010-01-05T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:22:52.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cortar o tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0PJqCBCr-I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QX-wV5PqVSo/s1600-h/kkv.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0PJqCBCr-I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QX-wV5PqVSo/s320/kkv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cortar o tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Quem teve a idéia de cortar o tempo em fatias,&lt;br /&gt;a que se deu o nome de ano,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;foi um indivíduo genial.&lt;br /&gt;Industrializou a esperança, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;fazendo-a funcionar no limite da exaustão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Doze meses dão para qualquer ser humano se cansar e entregar os pontos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Aí entra o milagre da renovação e &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;tudo começa outra vez, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;com outro número &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;outra vontade de acreditar que daqui pra diante vai ser diferente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8540030857936781898?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8540030857936781898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/cortar-o-tempo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8540030857936781898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8540030857936781898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2010/01/cortar-o-tempo.html' title='Cortar o tempo'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/S0PJqCBCr-I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/QX-wV5PqVSo/s72-c/kkv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4042504223818165722</id><published>2009-12-16T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:38:05.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Se não falas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SynDswm5qFI/AAAAAAAAA6o/fBxGD4uu1GY/s1600-h/mulheraopiano.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SynDswm5qFI/AAAAAAAAA6o/fBxGD4uu1GY/s320/mulheraopiano.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Se não falas, vou encher o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o teu silêncio, e aguentá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;Ficarei quieto, esperando, como a noite&lt;br /&gt;Em sua vigília estrelada,&lt;br /&gt;Com a cabeça pacientemente inclinada.&lt;br /&gt;A manhã certamente virá,&lt;br /&gt;A escuridão se dissipará, e a tua voz&lt;br /&gt;Se derramará em torrentes douradas por todo o céu.&lt;br /&gt;Então as tuas palavras voarão&lt;br /&gt;Em canções de cada ninho dos meus pássaros,&lt;br /&gt;E as tuas melodias brotarão&lt;br /&gt;Em flores por todos os recantos da minha floresta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Rabindranath Tagore )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4042504223818165722?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4042504223818165722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/12/se-nao-falas.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4042504223818165722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4042504223818165722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/12/se-nao-falas.html' title='Se não falas'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SynDswm5qFI/AAAAAAAAA6o/fBxGD4uu1GY/s72-c/mulheraopiano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-6033514968195487141</id><published>2009-11-25T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T16:45:37.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sw3PRueUqmI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-Z0St8ookas/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sw3PRueUqmI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-Z0St8ookas/s320/2.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Um amor impossível &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;pode marcar uma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;pessoa mais que &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;toda uma vida &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;vivida ao lado de outra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;E no outono da vida, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;quando o passado &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;se faz mais presente &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;que o próprio presente, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;é aquele amor que vai &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;fazer brilhar os olhos e &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;lembrar ao coração que ele ainda bate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-6033514968195487141?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/6033514968195487141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/11/um-amor-impossivel-pode-marcar-uma.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6033514968195487141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6033514968195487141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/11/um-amor-impossivel-pode-marcar-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sw3PRueUqmI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-Z0St8ookas/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7335085925012761079</id><published>2009-11-07T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T14:49:14.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SvX4_-IMz9I/AAAAAAAAA5U/6DyEFNVvUjw/s1600-h/dandelionsiii1024x768br5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SvX4_-IMz9I/AAAAAAAAA5U/6DyEFNVvUjw/s320/dandelionsiii1024x768br5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Deixe a vida &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;fazer com você&lt;br /&gt;o que a primavera&lt;br /&gt;faz com as flores!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Nerruda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7335085925012761079?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7335085925012761079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/11/deixe-vida-fazer-com-voce-o-que.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7335085925012761079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7335085925012761079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/11/deixe-vida-fazer-com-voce-o-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SvX4_-IMz9I/AAAAAAAAA5U/6DyEFNVvUjw/s72-c/dandelionsiii1024x768br5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-1705720564970544074</id><published>2009-11-04T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T15:14:06.266-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas de Carlos Drummond de Andrade'/><title type='text'>O tempo passa? Não passa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SvIJhGzbYOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/U4e5BMk5I3w/s1600-h/2331431016_b3ffa08894_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SvIJhGzbYOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/U4e5BMk5I3w/s320/2331431016_b3ffa08894_b.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;O meu tempo e o teu, amada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;transcendem qualquer medida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Além do amor, não há nada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;amar é o sumo da vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Carlos Drummnd de Andrade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-1705720564970544074?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/1705720564970544074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-tempo-passa-nao-passa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1705720564970544074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1705720564970544074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-tempo-passa-nao-passa.html' title='O tempo passa? Não passa'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SvIJhGzbYOI/AAAAAAAAA5E/U4e5BMk5I3w/s72-c/2331431016_b3ffa08894_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-6284419878966693729</id><published>2009-10-28T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T14:55:08.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sui9iurF1QI/AAAAAAAAA4k/dxG7WxAZyAw/s1600-h/imagesCAZPZRPB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sui9iurF1QI/AAAAAAAAA4k/dxG7WxAZyAw/s400/imagesCAZPZRPB.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar dos nossos defeitos, &lt;br /&gt;precisamos enxergar que somos &lt;br /&gt;pérolas únicas no teatro da vida &lt;br /&gt;e entender que não existem pessoas &lt;br /&gt;de sucesso e pessoas fracassadas. &lt;br /&gt;O que existem são pessoas que &lt;br /&gt;lutam pelos seus sonhos ou desistem deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Augusto Cury&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-6284419878966693729?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/6284419878966693729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/10/apesar-dos-nossos-defeitos-precisamos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6284419878966693729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6284419878966693729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/10/apesar-dos-nossos-defeitos-precisamos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sui9iurF1QI/AAAAAAAAA4k/dxG7WxAZyAw/s72-c/imagesCAZPZRPB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7822192292066396944</id><published>2009-10-13T15:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:33:41.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ys_0bLYK2zU/Sa4AkQDrrQI/AAAAAAAAC98/Zg3D0Kqi41g/s320/chorando12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ys_0bLYK2zU/Sa4AkQDrrQI/AAAAAAAAC98/Zg3D0Kqi41g/s320/chorando12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guarda estes versos &lt;br /&gt;que escrevi chorando &lt;br /&gt;como um alívio a minha saudade, &lt;br /&gt;como um dever do meu amor; &lt;br /&gt;e quando houver em ti &lt;br /&gt;um eco de saudade, &lt;br /&gt;beija estes versos &lt;br /&gt;que escrevi chorando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machado de Assis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7822192292066396944?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7822192292066396944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/10/guarda-estes-versos-que-escrevi.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7822192292066396944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7822192292066396944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/10/guarda-estes-versos-que-escrevi.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ys_0bLYK2zU/Sa4AkQDrrQI/AAAAAAAAC98/Zg3D0Kqi41g/s72-c/chorando12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8150833061303279506</id><published>2009-10-10T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T17:56:44.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/StEtPOK_LGI/AAAAAAAAA3U/wJne2D4Ck1k/s1600-h/DSC0832721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/StEtPOK_LGI/AAAAAAAAA3U/wJne2D4Ck1k/s320/DSC0832721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391139968464661602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Descubro-me um pouco mais a cada dia, &lt;br /&gt;Minhas ânsias e desejos...&lt;br /&gt;Isso é fundamental pra dizer quem eu sou,&lt;br /&gt;Porque às vezes eu mesma me surpreendo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8150833061303279506?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8150833061303279506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/10/descubro-me-um-pouco-mais-cada-dia.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8150833061303279506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8150833061303279506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/10/descubro-me-um-pouco-mais-cada-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/StEtPOK_LGI/AAAAAAAAA3U/wJne2D4Ck1k/s72-c/DSC0832721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-3653575021642826080</id><published>2009-09-27T11:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:54:22.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imagens.vlew.com.br/saudade1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 482px;" src="http://imagens.vlew.com.br/saudade1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-3653575021642826080?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/3653575021642826080/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3653575021642826080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3653575021642826080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8089606359594613587</id><published>2009-09-18T04:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T04:53:49.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SrN0xBOsK1I/AAAAAAAAA1k/kqnss4JrrIk/s1600-h/te60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SrN0xBOsK1I/AAAAAAAAA1k/kqnss4JrrIk/s320/te60.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382774365130337106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8089606359594613587?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8089606359594613587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_18.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8089606359594613587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8089606359594613587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SrN0xBOsK1I/AAAAAAAAA1k/kqnss4JrrIk/s72-c/te60.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-2352830978442567571</id><published>2009-09-16T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:14:08.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SrHToKA6DoI/AAAAAAAAA1M/lBYAcy_D7wA/s1600-h/persistencia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SqcfGz5VHuI/AAAAAAAAA08/aOqEIffkRL8/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379302481787690722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-2808626730380377802?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/2808626730380377802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2808626730380377802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2808626730380377802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SqcfGz5VHuI/AAAAAAAAA08/aOqEIffkRL8/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-206404734657035345</id><published>2009-08-24T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:45:15.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SpOIaEDJl2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/pHj4NNpsMhI/s1600-h/pensamento_clarice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SpOIaEDJl2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/pHj4NNpsMhI/s320/pensamento_clarice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373788761728063330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-206404734657035345?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/206404734657035345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/206404734657035345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/206404734657035345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SpOIaEDJl2I/AAAAAAAAA0c/pHj4NNpsMhI/s72-c/pensamento_clarice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8036594229865917937</id><published>2009-08-09T00:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:49:44.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sn5_d7yV6LI/AAAAAAAAAzU/5IwGcAvvrxk/s1600-h/thai-tai-two-women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sn5_d7yV6LI/AAAAAAAAAzU/5IwGcAvvrxk/s320/thai-tai-two-women.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367867958113986738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não quero ser uma coisa nova em sua vida,&lt;br /&gt;nem desaparecer quando amanhecer o dia.&lt;br /&gt;Quero apenas dobrar a esquina do seu mundo&lt;br /&gt;e ter a sensação de que nunca fui embora..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8036594229865917937?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8036594229865917937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-quero-ser-uma-coisa-nova-em-sua.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8036594229865917937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8036594229865917937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/08/nao-quero-ser-uma-coisa-nova-em-sua.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sn5_d7yV6LI/AAAAAAAAAzU/5IwGcAvvrxk/s72-c/thai-tai-two-women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4107819554668129827</id><published>2009-08-03T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:09:24.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Você está, a todo o momento em&lt;br /&gt;tudo o que eu faça.&lt;br /&gt;Você está nos meus pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;nos meus atos, e nos meus passos.&lt;br /&gt;Te encontro em meus absurdos, &lt;br /&gt;no meu dia a dia e nos meus fatos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Os melhores momentos da vida&lt;br /&gt;geralmente são rápidos, normalmente&lt;br /&gt;marcantes,simplesmente maravilhoso,&lt;br /&gt;eternamente inesquecíveis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/fadamorgana27/SCyqDMM8AWI/AAAAAAAABew/_x3WuMJ8TmQ/s400/TE%20AMO%20TANTO%20RED.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 118px;" src="http://lh5.google.com/fadamorgana27/SCyqDMM8AWI/AAAAAAAABew/_x3WuMJ8TmQ/s400/TE%20AMO%20TANTO%20RED.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O amor é um sentimento sublime;&lt;br /&gt;supera os problemas e diferenças,&lt;br /&gt;resiste ao tempo e se fortalece com a distância.&lt;br /&gt;Difícil fugir, impossível esquecer."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4107819554668129827?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4107819554668129827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/08/voce-esta-todo-o-momento-em-tudo-o-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4107819554668129827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4107819554668129827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/08/voce-esta-todo-o-momento-em-tudo-o-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4946491196692436422</id><published>2009-08-02T11:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T11:05:13.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/valeriavalente39/SBxhGob7mZI/AAAAAAAAA4I/-Ac-rasVL1A/s400/ko72j.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 340px;" src="http://lh6.google.com/valeriavalente39/SBxhGob7mZI/AAAAAAAAA4I/-Ac-rasVL1A/s400/ko72j.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quando se ama não é preciso&lt;br /&gt;entender o que se passa lá fora,&lt;br /&gt;porque tudo passa acontecer&lt;br /&gt;dentro de nós."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4946491196692436422?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4946491196692436422/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/08/quando-se-ama-nao-e-preciso-entender-o.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4946491196692436422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4946491196692436422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/08/quando-se-ama-nao-e-preciso-entender-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-6057462482736966040</id><published>2009-07-25T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:15:08.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SmuDh9rVesI/AAAAAAAAAy0/P1rMQY5-Eos/s1600-h/mulher47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SmuDh9rVesI/AAAAAAAAAy0/P1rMQY5-Eos/s320/mulher47.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362524400829954754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não fui o começo da sua história,&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se vou ser o fim...&lt;br /&gt;Talvez eu seja um daqueles capítulos, que a gente marca, quando julgamos ser importante,&lt;br /&gt;Ou talvez, aquela página que nunca deveria está ali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VALMIR CORDEIRO (VIDA EM VERSOS)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-6057462482736966040?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/6057462482736966040/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/eu-nao-fui-o-comeco-da-sua-historia-nao.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6057462482736966040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6057462482736966040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/eu-nao-fui-o-comeco-da-sua-historia-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SmuDh9rVesI/AAAAAAAAAy0/P1rMQY5-Eos/s72-c/mulher47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-6529981230692220267</id><published>2009-07-23T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:58:08.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esquecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Smj42OSvl1I/AAAAAAAAAyc/MIlgtcZONxw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Smj42OSvl1I/AAAAAAAAAyc/MIlgtcZONxw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361808966817912658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esquecer é uma necessidade. &lt;br /&gt;A vida é uma lousa, em que o destino, &lt;br /&gt;para escrever um novo caso, &lt;br /&gt;precisa de apagar o caso escrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machado de Assis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-6529981230692220267?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/6529981230692220267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/esquecer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6529981230692220267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6529981230692220267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/esquecer.html' title='Esquecer'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Smj42OSvl1I/AAAAAAAAAyc/MIlgtcZONxw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8703759377591957111</id><published>2009-07-20T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:14:27.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.recados.net/img/recados/Amizade_760574092_dani242.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 419px; height: 339px;" src="http://images.recados.net/img/recados/Amizade_760574092_dani242.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8703759377591957111?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8703759377591957111/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8703759377591957111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8703759377591957111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-1636501590720376147</id><published>2009-07-17T17:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T17:35:19.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias da Neli Araújo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SmEYq4oosrI/AAAAAAAAAx8/hABJvLiDufo/s1600-h/12-photographer-mai-an-hoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SmEYq4oosrI/AAAAAAAAAx8/hABJvLiDufo/s320/12-photographer-mai-an-hoa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359592156583998130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembranças&lt;br /&gt;Serão&lt;br /&gt;Meros detalhes&lt;br /&gt;De um quadro&lt;br /&gt;Já desbotado,&lt;br /&gt;Que mesmo &lt;br /&gt;Sem querer,&lt;br /&gt;Vou me esquecer.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neli araujo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-1636501590720376147?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/1636501590720376147/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/lembrancas-serao-meros-detalhes-de-um.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1636501590720376147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1636501590720376147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/lembrancas-serao-meros-detalhes-de-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SmEYq4oosrI/AAAAAAAAAx8/hABJvLiDufo/s72-c/12-photographer-mai-an-hoa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-5246987973016481190</id><published>2009-07-09T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:22:32.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SlaJlgQpbZI/AAAAAAAAAw8/SRcJq4FkB5I/s1600-h/20060808223902_oeil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SlaJlgQpbZI/AAAAAAAAAw8/SRcJq4FkB5I/s320/20060808223902_oeil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356620084211707282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso a certeza de que tudo vai mudar;&lt;br /&gt;É necessário abrir os olhos e perceber que as&lt;br /&gt;coisas boas estão dentro de nós, onde os&lt;br /&gt;sentimentos não precisam de motivos, nem&lt;br /&gt;os desejos de razão ou explicação.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-5246987973016481190?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/5246987973016481190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-preciso-certeza-de-que-tudo-vai-mudar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/5246987973016481190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/5246987973016481190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/e-preciso-certeza-de-que-tudo-vai-mudar.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SlaJlgQpbZI/AAAAAAAAAw8/SRcJq4FkB5I/s72-c/20060808223902_oeil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-975718796688808090</id><published>2009-07-01T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:04:07.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SkvrV2mLYLI/AAAAAAAAAwM/mU_GQU0nDgQ/s1600-h/0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SkvrV2mLYLI/AAAAAAAAAwM/mU_GQU0nDgQ/s320/0005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353631342725390514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o Amor tocar Voce, respire cada partícula dele.&lt;br /&gt;Sentirá sua alma Feliz, seu coração preenchido por algo&lt;br /&gt;inexplicável e totalmente maravilhoso.&lt;br /&gt;Pode não vir da forma certa, no formato e cores certas,&lt;br /&gt;mas Amor é pra sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Absorva a essência de tudo e seja Feliz!&lt;br /&gt;Ame da forma que for, calma ou loucamente...&lt;br /&gt;mas deixe o Amor viver em Voce !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-975718796688808090?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/975718796688808090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/quando-o-amor-tocar-voce-respire-cada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/975718796688808090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/975718796688808090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/07/quando-o-amor-tocar-voce-respire-cada.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SkvrV2mLYLI/AAAAAAAAAwM/mU_GQU0nDgQ/s72-c/0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7230997270530853964</id><published>2009-06-29T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:30:03.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SkiA6oVxdtI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UeuHf7k1SBo/s1600-h/5cyc5l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SkiA6oVxdtI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UeuHf7k1SBo/s320/5cyc5l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352669901879342802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;São pelos pequenos momentos ...&lt;br /&gt;Que a gente quase morre ...&lt;br /&gt;Que intensamente vive ...&lt;br /&gt;Que longamente espera &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cáh Morandi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7230997270530853964?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7230997270530853964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sao-pelos-pequenos-momentos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7230997270530853964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7230997270530853964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sao-pelos-pequenos-momentos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SkiA6oVxdtI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UeuHf7k1SBo/s72-c/5cyc5l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-1578197990392468178</id><published>2009-06-18T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:52:41.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjrvYnowiZI/AAAAAAAAAu0/cqdFWqKCfAw/s1600-h/1115910899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjrvYnowiZI/AAAAAAAAAu0/cqdFWqKCfAw/s320/1115910899.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348850713691720082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é um pouco como fome. Só passa quando se come a presença. Mas às vezes a saudade é tão profunda que a presença é pouco: quer-se absorver a outra pessoa toda. Essa vontade de um ser o outro para uma unificação inteira é um dos sentimentos mais urgentes que se tem na vida.&lt;br /&gt;(de Clarice Lispector)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-1578197990392468178?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/1578197990392468178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/saudade-e-um-pouco-como-fome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1578197990392468178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1578197990392468178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/saudade-e-um-pouco-como-fome.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjrvYnowiZI/AAAAAAAAAu0/cqdFWqKCfAw/s72-c/1115910899.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4872655543045745254</id><published>2009-06-17T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T13:51:32.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjlXMGvLcXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/0J0Y9AiU7_s/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjlXMGvLcXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/0J0Y9AiU7_s/s320/amor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348401897957716338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcas de amor que se foram, cicatrizes que nunca irão se curar...&lt;br /&gt;Grande coração teimoso que nunca se cansa de amar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4872655543045745254?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4872655543045745254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/marcas-de-amor-que-se-foram-cicatrizes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4872655543045745254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4872655543045745254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/marcas-de-amor-que-se-foram-cicatrizes.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjlXMGvLcXI/AAAAAAAAAuk/0J0Y9AiU7_s/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4897246795862048411</id><published>2009-06-16T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:27:40.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjhUb-Y_gNI/AAAAAAAAAuU/TlSTy9r-CnY/s1600-h/untitled+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjhUb-Y_gNI/AAAAAAAAAuU/TlSTy9r-CnY/s320/untitled+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348117397083488466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nossas dúvidas são traidoras e nos fazem perder, o que com frequência, poderíamos ganhar por simples medo de arriscar. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4897246795862048411?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4897246795862048411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/nossas-duvidas-sao-traidoras-e-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4897246795862048411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4897246795862048411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/nossas-duvidas-sao-traidoras-e-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjhUb-Y_gNI/AAAAAAAAAuU/TlSTy9r-CnY/s72-c/untitled+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-9125303064328374928</id><published>2009-06-12T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:57:03.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ae5nRn_0ql8/SjGmuDrGEII/AAAAAAAAG4A/gHb82fXSYhM/s800/namorados005.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ae5nRn_0ql8/SjGmuDrGEII/AAAAAAAAG4A/gHb82fXSYhM/s800/namorados005.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-9125303064328374928?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/9125303064328374928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/9125303064328374928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/9125303064328374928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ae5nRn_0ql8/SjGmuDrGEII/AAAAAAAAG4A/gHb82fXSYhM/s72-c/namorados005.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4879798746209138076</id><published>2009-06-12T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:55:42.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjLqmafaDsI/AAAAAAAAAuE/p2OhKS2uOKA/s1600-h/sonho20amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjLqmafaDsI/AAAAAAAAAuE/p2OhKS2uOKA/s320/sonho20amor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346593653309181634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parei as águas do meu sonho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para teu rosto se mirar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas só a sombra dos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ficou por cima, a procurar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os pássaros da madrugada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não têm coragem de cantar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vendo o meu sonho interminável&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e a esperança do meu olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procurei-te em vão pela terra,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perto do céu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por sobre o mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não chegas nem pelo sonho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por que insisto em te imaginar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vierem fechar meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talvez não se deixem fechar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez pensem que o tempo volta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e que vens, se o tempo voltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecília Meireles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4879798746209138076?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4879798746209138076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4879798746209138076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4879798746209138076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonhos.html' title='Sonhos'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjLqmafaDsI/AAAAAAAAAuE/p2OhKS2uOKA/s72-c/sonho20amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8581459940362098833</id><published>2009-06-11T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T05:50:55.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjD9o1Dw2XI/AAAAAAAAAto/etr2x2idHVQ/s1600-h/imagesmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 88px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjD9o1Dw2XI/AAAAAAAAAto/etr2x2idHVQ/s320/imagesmm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346051635568236914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“À noite, em silêncio,&lt;br /&gt;minha alma tirou os sapatos,&lt;br /&gt;respirou manso e dançou na tribo.&lt;br /&gt;Sim, coloquei cocar,&lt;br /&gt;pintei a face com urucum,&lt;br /&gt;tirei o jeans e vesti minha tanga.&lt;br /&gt;Deitei na rede, seios de fora,&lt;br /&gt;Pés descalços e limpinhos.&lt;br /&gt;Até pensei em chamar meu cacique,&lt;br /&gt;mas na tribo não tem telefone.&lt;br /&gt;E de vez em quando, a gente precisa&lt;br /&gt;aprender a bailar sozinha...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raquel Lemos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8581459940362098833?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8581459940362098833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/noite-em-silencio-minha-alma-tirou-os.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8581459940362098833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8581459940362098833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/noite-em-silencio-minha-alma-tirou-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SjD9o1Dw2XI/AAAAAAAAAto/etr2x2idHVQ/s72-c/imagesmm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-5823719067441265792</id><published>2009-06-08T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:20:20.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Si1IIYuvTrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/MhM3CQqhbQw/s1600-h/a2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Si1IIYuvTrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/MhM3CQqhbQw/s320/a2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345007641673289394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorri quando a dor te torturar&lt;br /&gt;E a saudade atormentar&lt;br /&gt;Os teus dias tristonhos vazios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorri quando tudo terminar&lt;br /&gt;Quando nada mais restar&lt;br /&gt;Do teu sonho encantador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorri quando o sol perder a luz&lt;br /&gt;E sentires uma cruz&lt;br /&gt;Nos teus ombros cansados doridos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorri vai mentindo a sua dor&lt;br /&gt;E ao notar que tu sorris&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo irá supor&lt;br /&gt;Que és feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Charles Chaplin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-5823719067441265792?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/5823719067441265792/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorri.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/5823719067441265792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/5823719067441265792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorri.html' title='Sorri'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Si1IIYuvTrI/AAAAAAAAAtI/MhM3CQqhbQw/s72-c/a2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4105640769417818876</id><published>2009-06-05T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:42:34.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amar é...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SinXlOlZ4eI/AAAAAAAAAs4/l6R6wqpqsbU/s1600-h/Dist%25C3%25A2ncia%2Bune%2Bcora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25B5es.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SinXlOlZ4eI/AAAAAAAAAs4/l6R6wqpqsbU/s320/Dist%25C3%25A2ncia%2Bune%2Bcora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25B5es.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344039467421917666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar é...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar é ter você e não poder tocar,&lt;br /&gt;É dormir pensando em voe&lt;br /&gt;E acordar com você no pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;Amar é...Olhar para o céu&lt;br /&gt;E ver você em cada estrela,&lt;br /&gt;É ser um raio que risca o céu,&lt;br /&gt;Através de seu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;É ser um vulcão de desejos e &lt;br /&gt;Uma tempestade de beijos,&lt;br /&gt;Amar é respirar você&lt;br /&gt;É querer ficar perto e envelhecer juntos&lt;br /&gt;Amar é...eu e você olhando um para o outro&lt;br /&gt;Amar é...quando não dá mais pra disfaçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatiam Fontenelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4105640769417818876?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4105640769417818876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/amar-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4105640769417818876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4105640769417818876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/amar-e.html' title='Amar é...'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SinXlOlZ4eI/AAAAAAAAAs4/l6R6wqpqsbU/s72-c/Dist%25C3%25A2ncia%2Bune%2Bcora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25B5es.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-2133687578060581856</id><published>2009-06-03T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:05:10.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De que são feitos os dias?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SicrqK0-yJI/AAAAAAAAAso/clz4HT5dJu4/s1600-h/zhaoming-wu-still-afternoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SicrqK0-yJI/AAAAAAAAAso/clz4HT5dJu4/s320/zhaoming-wu-still-afternoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343287486359455890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De que são feitos os dias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- De pequenos desejos, &lt;br /&gt;vagarosas saudades, &lt;br /&gt;silenciosas lembranças. &lt;br /&gt;Entre mágoas sombrias, &lt;br /&gt;momentâneos lampejos: &lt;br /&gt;vagas felicidades, &lt;br /&gt;inactuais esperanças. &lt;br /&gt;De loucuras, de crimes, &lt;br /&gt;de pecados, de glórias &lt;br /&gt;- do medo que encadeia &lt;br /&gt;todas essas mudanças. &lt;br /&gt;Dentro deles vivemos, &lt;br /&gt;dentro deles choramos, &lt;br /&gt;em duros desenlaces &lt;br /&gt;e em sinistras alianças... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecília Meireles, in 'Canções'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-2133687578060581856?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/2133687578060581856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/de-que-sao-feitos-os-dias.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2133687578060581856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2133687578060581856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/de-que-sao-feitos-os-dias.html' title='De que são feitos os dias?'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SicrqK0-yJI/AAAAAAAAAso/clz4HT5dJu4/s72-c/zhaoming-wu-still-afternoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-6039676918590244282</id><published>2009-06-01T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:29:49.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SiSAda23ptI/AAAAAAAAAsA/3H_jKOw_OYU/s1600-h/6393947-lg%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SiSAda23ptI/AAAAAAAAAsA/3H_jKOw_OYU/s320/6393947-lg%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342536300882274002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu sonho me leva a você.&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus olhos a vontade de te vê...&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos no silêncio da noite;&lt;br /&gt;murmura; eu amo amar você!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-6039676918590244282?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/6039676918590244282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-meu-sonho-me-leva-voce.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6039676918590244282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6039676918590244282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-meu-sonho-me-leva-voce.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SiSAda23ptI/AAAAAAAAAsA/3H_jKOw_OYU/s72-c/6393947-lg%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-6722861480648577131</id><published>2009-05-29T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:01:55.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SiB3Z7s_AhI/AAAAAAAAAro/kSu6U8bweUI/s1600-h/23883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SiB3Z7s_AhI/AAAAAAAAAro/kSu6U8bweUI/s320/23883.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341400445468213778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não me dêem fórmulas certas, porque eu não espero acertar sempre. Não me mostrem o que esperam de mim, porque vou seguir meu coração. Não me façam ser quem não sou. Não me convidem a ser igual, porque sinceramente sou diferente. Não sei amar pela metade. Não sei viver de mentira. Não sei voar de pés no chão. Sou sempre eu mesma, mas com certeza não serei a mesma pra sempre."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-6722861480648577131?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/6722861480648577131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/nao-me-deem-formulas-certas-porque-eu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6722861480648577131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6722861480648577131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/nao-me-deem-formulas-certas-porque-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SiB3Z7s_AhI/AAAAAAAAAro/kSu6U8bweUI/s72-c/23883.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-3953800065769677550</id><published>2009-05-28T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:36:29.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Espelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sh9KG-w5alI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ROHY0laz8k0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 117px; height: 137px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sh9KG-w5alI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ROHY0laz8k0/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341069166872455762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que estranha&lt;br /&gt;é esta a me olhar&lt;br /&gt;do fundo do espelho?&lt;br /&gt;Tem olhos cansados&lt;br /&gt;de tanto pesar,&lt;br /&gt;ombros arqueados&lt;br /&gt;de tanto lutar,&lt;br /&gt;marcas de rastelo&lt;br /&gt;em todo lugar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aquela menina&lt;br /&gt;tão cheia de vida&lt;br /&gt;repleta de sonhos&lt;br /&gt;onde foi parar?&lt;br /&gt;Provavelmente&lt;br /&gt;escondida&lt;br /&gt;a perambular&lt;br /&gt;em um outro lugar...&lt;br /&gt;Preciso depressa encontrar!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;neli araujo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-3953800065769677550?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/3953800065769677550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/espelho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3953800065769677550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3953800065769677550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/espelho.html' title='Espelho'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sh9KG-w5alI/AAAAAAAAAqI/ROHY0laz8k0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4342871870250090353</id><published>2009-05-28T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:22:10.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Começar de Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sh9GyK_FnuI/AAAAAAAAAqA/oFO77UQHyKo/s1600-h/butterfly%255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sh9GyK_FnuI/AAAAAAAAAqA/oFO77UQHyKo/s320/butterfly%255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341065510841065186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foram tantos&lt;br /&gt;desencontros&lt;br /&gt;que na noite&lt;br /&gt;em que você&lt;br /&gt;me disse adeus,&lt;br /&gt;já não dava mais&lt;br /&gt;para olhar&lt;br /&gt;nestes olhos teus.&lt;br /&gt;Ao invés de&lt;br /&gt;me desesperar&lt;br /&gt;pelos cantos&lt;br /&gt;como era de se esperar,&lt;br /&gt;achei que seria melhor&lt;br /&gt;eu me calar!&lt;br /&gt;Ainda com o nó na garganta&lt;br /&gt;fui para a varanda respirar...&lt;br /&gt;E assim me aquietei&lt;br /&gt;e aguardei&lt;br /&gt;um novo dia começar! &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;neli araujo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4342871870250090353?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4342871870250090353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/comecar-de-novo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4342871870250090353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4342871870250090353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/comecar-de-novo.html' title='Começar de Novo'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sh9GyK_FnuI/AAAAAAAAAqA/oFO77UQHyKo/s72-c/butterfly%255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4270052678645082750</id><published>2009-05-21T04:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T04:28:05.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonho e Realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShU6rrLMOrI/AAAAAAAAApo/OCrHfY1bZs8/s1600-h/BORBOLETA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShU6rrLMOrI/AAAAAAAAApo/OCrHfY1bZs8/s320/BORBOLETA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338237455316040370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivi em meu sonho, um encontro...&lt;br /&gt;Acordei saudosa sem querer despertar.&lt;br /&gt;Presente em mim, Tu ainda estavas.&lt;br /&gt;A noite havia sido feita para nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Sentia seu cheiro imaginado na pele&lt;br /&gt;No arrepio dos pêlos estava seu toque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vontade era permanecer ali sonhando...&lt;br /&gt;Onde a minha saudade se faz realidade&lt;br /&gt;Sentir novamente seus lábios nos meus&lt;br /&gt;Envolver-me em seus braços e abraços&lt;br /&gt;Aconchegar-me em seu peito aberto&lt;br /&gt;Entregar-me em Ti, sem reservas e medo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decidi levantar e encarar o meu dia&lt;br /&gt;Mas, novamente sua presença se fez...&lt;br /&gt;Na água do banho que molhava a pele&lt;br /&gt;No sabonete que deslizava no corpo&lt;br /&gt;No perfume gostoso que no ar exalava&lt;br /&gt;Na toalha quente que a pele enxugava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estavas na escolha da roupa que vestia&lt;br /&gt;Sentia-te em cada parte da alma perfumada&lt;br /&gt;No espelho via que os olhos brilhavam.&lt;br /&gt;No som do carro, a canção que elegi “nossa”.&lt;br /&gt;No percurso do trajeto eu não estava sozinha&lt;br /&gt;Sua presença constante me fazia companhia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem concentração o trabalho não rendia&lt;br /&gt;Quando percebia... Voava em pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Ia novamente de encontro ao meu sonho&lt;br /&gt;Percebi que entreguei meu coração ao Teu.&lt;br /&gt;Nessa realidade platônica do meu sentir&lt;br /&gt;Entendi que preciso ao vivo, urgente de Ti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatiana Moreira&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4270052678645082750?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4270052678645082750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/sonho-e-realidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4270052678645082750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4270052678645082750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/sonho-e-realidade.html' title='Sonho e Realidade'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShU6rrLMOrI/AAAAAAAAApo/OCrHfY1bZs8/s72-c/BORBOLETA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-2276486474445442231</id><published>2009-05-20T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:33:02.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alma Noturna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShTLEhCowCI/AAAAAAAAApg/8mm5yVfBYW0/s1600-h/6134932-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShTLEhCowCI/AAAAAAAAApg/8mm5yVfBYW0/s320/6134932-lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338114736790224930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrugadas companheiras do vazio,&lt;br /&gt;Onde estará dormindo quem eu quero?&lt;br /&gt;Com quem se deita aquele que eu espero?&lt;br /&gt;Com quem se aquece quando lá faz frio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrugadas longas e sombrias,&lt;br /&gt;Como lidar com seu silêncio agora?&lt;br /&gt;Como saber quando é chegada a hora&lt;br /&gt;De preencher as minhas mãos vazias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhecendo está e neste compasso&lt;br /&gt;Da melodia - que com sono traço -&lt;br /&gt;De repetidas notas musicais,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fecho a cortina e permanece escuro&lt;br /&gt;Este lugar onde eu jamais me curo&lt;br /&gt;Por não saber do dono dos meus ais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sílvia Schmidt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-2276486474445442231?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/2276486474445442231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/alma-noturna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2276486474445442231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2276486474445442231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/alma-noturna.html' title='Alma Noturna'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShTLEhCowCI/AAAAAAAAApg/8mm5yVfBYW0/s72-c/6134932-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7489050362261326179</id><published>2009-05-19T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:03:46.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShNk9j7U8wI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Z1M9VFK9338/s1600-h/quadro_muljer_pegando_borboleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShNk9j7U8wI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Z1M9VFK9338/s320/quadro_muljer_pegando_borboleta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337720992143045378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu também sou vítima de sonhos adiados,&lt;br /&gt;de esperanças dilaceradas,&lt;br /&gt;mas, apesar disso,&lt;br /&gt;eu ainda tenho um sonho,&lt;br /&gt;porque a gente não pode desistir da VIDA."&lt;br /&gt;(Martin Luther King)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7489050362261326179?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7489050362261326179/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-tambem-sou-vitima-de-sonhos-adiados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7489050362261326179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7489050362261326179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/eu-tambem-sou-vitima-de-sonhos-adiados.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShNk9j7U8wI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Z1M9VFK9338/s72-c/quadro_muljer_pegando_borboleta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-2258182187295301296</id><published>2009-05-18T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:08:41.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShITkHAfM_I/AAAAAAAAAow/-x9EiEhLLWQ/s1600-h/ROSA+DENTRO+DO+CORA%C3%87%C3%83O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShITkHAfM_I/AAAAAAAAAow/-x9EiEhLLWQ/s320/ROSA+DENTRO+DO+CORA%C3%87%C3%83O.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337350019464770546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um instante ...&lt;br /&gt;Uma canção, uma paixão,&lt;br /&gt;Um caminho, um carinho,&lt;br /&gt;Um vento suave&lt;br /&gt;Um perfume de jasmim,&lt;br /&gt;Que chega das distâncias&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo-te a mim.&lt;br /&gt;Um instante onde meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Chama pelo teu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-2258182187295301296?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/2258182187295301296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/um-instante.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2258182187295301296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2258182187295301296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/um-instante.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ShITkHAfM_I/AAAAAAAAAow/-x9EiEhLLWQ/s72-c/ROSA+DENTRO+DO+CORA%C3%87%C3%83O.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7343480792234657097</id><published>2009-05-13T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:35:07.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utopias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SgtLA7zq1PI/AAAAAAAAAoo/PK2ixJWkg0s/s1600-h/n05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SgtLA7zq1PI/AAAAAAAAAoo/PK2ixJWkg0s/s320/n05.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335440662976976114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7343480792234657097?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7343480792234657097/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/utopias.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7343480792234657097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7343480792234657097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/utopias.html' title='Utopias'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SgtLA7zq1PI/AAAAAAAAAoo/PK2ixJWkg0s/s72-c/n05.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8287768611069087361</id><published>2009-05-13T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:25:59.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As dores não Importam</title><content type='html'>As dores não importam&lt;br /&gt;Devolve minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Que te ofereci junto com meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Só assim poderei caminhar&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo a brisa e sentir o seu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Retira o espinho&lt;br /&gt;Para a primavera vir com suas cores e alegria&lt;br /&gt;As dores não importam...&lt;br /&gt;Elas indicam que já houve&lt;br /&gt;Encanto, calor e harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ângela Guedes."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8287768611069087361?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8287768611069087361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-dores-nao-importam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8287768611069087361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8287768611069087361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-dores-nao-importam.html' title='As dores não Importam'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-5988952087150247974</id><published>2009-05-13T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:45:36.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sgr5EaPB93I/AAAAAAAAAoY/qf4hKSp9CpI/s1600-h/clau.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sgr5EaPB93I/AAAAAAAAAoY/qf4hKSp9CpI/s320/clau.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335350562730932082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não ames pela beleza, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois um dia ela acaba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não ames por admiração,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois um dia irás te decepcionar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ame apenas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois o tempo nunca pode acabar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com um amor sem explicação."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madre Teresa de Calcutá&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-5988952087150247974?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/5988952087150247974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/nao-ames-pela-beleza-pois-um-dia-ela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/5988952087150247974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/5988952087150247974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/nao-ames-pela-beleza-pois-um-dia-ela.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sgr5EaPB93I/AAAAAAAAAoY/qf4hKSp9CpI/s72-c/clau.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7675622411823574383</id><published>2009-05-12T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:02:37.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sgob9L2zfvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3kUJQo87l2Q/s1600-h/a003.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sgob9L2zfvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3kUJQo87l2Q/s320/a003.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335107446542401266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7675622411823574383?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7675622411823574383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7675622411823574383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7675622411823574383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sgob9L2zfvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/3kUJQo87l2Q/s72-c/a003.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-2988464634540986832</id><published>2009-05-12T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:59:15.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SgobGdyxz3I/AAAAAAAAAoI/aV1n1IkSgmc/s1600-h/L19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SgobGdyxz3I/AAAAAAAAAoI/aV1n1IkSgmc/s320/L19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335106506464546674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO AMOROSO ESQUECIMENTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu agora - que desfecho!&lt;br /&gt;Já nem penso mais em ti...&lt;br /&gt;Mas será que nunca deixo&lt;br /&gt;De lembrar que te esqueci?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario Quintana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-2988464634540986832?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/2988464634540986832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-amoroso-esquecimento-eu-agora-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2988464634540986832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2988464634540986832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-amoroso-esquecimento-eu-agora-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SgobGdyxz3I/AAAAAAAAAoI/aV1n1IkSgmc/s72-c/L19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-3046158255201386064</id><published>2009-05-08T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T21:14:35.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O amor verdadeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SgUDJcsSGoI/AAAAAAAAAng/gfWno2Inqf8/s1600-h/0000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SgUDJcsSGoI/AAAAAAAAAng/gfWno2Inqf8/s320/0000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333672794545855106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um verdadeiro amor é imortal, não posto que é chama ou enquanto dure, porém o amor é imortal posto que há de ser o presente de nossa alma, e, que, o levaremos por onde navegarmos. Que o seu amor não seja falta de opção ou de reação, que não seja imposto por ninguém ou por qualquer situação, que não seja imaturo a ponto de nunca atingir o florir e nem passado a ponto de nunca o sentir existido.&lt;br /&gt;Que o seu grande amor esteja vivo em ti e impresso em sua alma como parte de ti. Que seu amor floresça mesmo já não estando perto e traga-lhe o perfume e o encanto de amar a qualquer época do tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que o seu grande amor já tenha partido, que esteja para chegar seu novo grande amor, porque é preciso viver e amar sempre de forma grandiosa. E que seja amor verdadeiro, amor companheiro, amor que brinde a beleza da vida e do amar, que não seja um amor egoísta e pequeno, mas humano, belo e simples, assim como é a grande arte de amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Maria Coelho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-3046158255201386064?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/3046158255201386064/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-amor-verdadeiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3046158255201386064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3046158255201386064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-amor-verdadeiro.html' title='O amor verdadeiro'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SgUDJcsSGoI/AAAAAAAAAng/gfWno2Inqf8/s72-c/0000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8471763178226193695</id><published>2009-04-29T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:31:17.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Não se pode prender Pássaros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SfkLl45EvmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/SeXtcQuFsnw/s1600-h/22.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 94px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SfkLl45EvmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/SeXtcQuFsnw/s320/22.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330304379524529762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia a gente vai perceber&lt;br /&gt;que não se pode prender pássaros,&lt;br /&gt;nem corações.&lt;br /&gt;e que, estar junto,&lt;br /&gt;não é estar do lado...&lt;br /&gt;mas sim do lado de dentro."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Karl Rogers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8471763178226193695?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8471763178226193695/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/nao-se-pode-prender-passaros.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8471763178226193695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8471763178226193695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/nao-se-pode-prender-passaros.html' title='Não se pode prender Pássaros'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SfkLl45EvmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/SeXtcQuFsnw/s72-c/22.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-1888472330145401363</id><published>2009-04-27T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:59:40.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhos Frágeis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SfZ_Jz1JErI/AAAAAAAAAmo/oD4ldxj7gpo/s1600-h/44.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 109px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SfZ_Jz1JErI/AAAAAAAAAmo/oD4ldxj7gpo/s320/44.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329587015548211890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos frágeis&lt;br /&gt;Morrem como chama delicada&lt;br /&gt;que a brisa apaga...&lt;br /&gt;Há que se cuidar,&lt;br /&gt;ter fósforos sempre à mão&lt;br /&gt;após um vento passar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neli araujo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-1888472330145401363?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/1888472330145401363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/sonhos-frageis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1888472330145401363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1888472330145401363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/sonhos-frageis.html' title='Sonhos Frágeis'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SfZ_Jz1JErI/AAAAAAAAAmo/oD4ldxj7gpo/s72-c/44.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-5640383131351372142</id><published>2009-04-23T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:52:59.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu e o Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SfD_T4Yk_WI/AAAAAAAAAmA/IKlIt7O0-Gs/s1600-h/k0091302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 80px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SfD_T4Yk_WI/AAAAAAAAAmA/IKlIt7O0-Gs/s320/k0091302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328039076197367138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu fiz um acordo com o tempo...&lt;br /&gt;Nem ele me persegue, nem eu fujo dele...&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer dia a gente se encontra e, dessa forma, vou vivendo intensamente cada momento"... ( Mario Lago)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-5640383131351372142?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/5640383131351372142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/eu-e-o-tempo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/5640383131351372142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/5640383131351372142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/eu-e-o-tempo.html' title='Eu e o Tempo'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SfD_T4Yk_WI/AAAAAAAAAmA/IKlIt7O0-Gs/s72-c/k0091302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-5370939258645774010</id><published>2009-04-22T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:56:49.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se tu me amas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Se-uruksaSI/AAAAAAAAAlo/2FTKXyC2LP0/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Se-uruksaSI/AAAAAAAAAlo/2FTKXyC2LP0/s320/amor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327668950462130466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tu me amas, ama-me baixinho&lt;br /&gt;Não o grites de cima dos telhados&lt;br /&gt;Deixa em paz os passarinhos&lt;br /&gt;Deixa em paz a mim!&lt;br /&gt;Se me queres,&lt;br /&gt;enfim,&lt;br /&gt;tem de ser bem devagarinho, Amada,&lt;br /&gt;que a vida é breve, e o amor mais breve ainda... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mário Quintana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-5370939258645774010?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/5370939258645774010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/se-tu-me-amas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/5370939258645774010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/5370939258645774010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/se-tu-me-amas.html' title='Se tu me amas'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Se-uruksaSI/AAAAAAAAAlo/2FTKXyC2LP0/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-6687751588192896518</id><published>2009-04-14T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:29:32.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SeVGh6o6FRI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/m6MaurnUUKQ/s1600-h/ima.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SeVGh6o6FRI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/m6MaurnUUKQ/s320/ima.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324739682925942034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Com o tempo você vai percebendo que &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para ser feliz você precisa gostar de você, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuidar de você, e, principalmente, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gostar de quem gosta de você." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mário Quintana &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-6687751588192896518?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/6687751588192896518/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/com-o-tempo-voce-vai-percebendo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6687751588192896518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6687751588192896518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/com-o-tempo-voce-vai-percebendo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SeVGh6o6FRI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/m6MaurnUUKQ/s72-c/ima.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-2893153846175905173</id><published>2009-04-13T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:58:11.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amado...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SeP7vhlarlI/AAAAAAAAAko/UFQRHaow0TY/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SeP7vhlarlI/AAAAAAAAAko/UFQRHaow0TY/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324375978369789522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como pode ser gostar de alguém&lt;br /&gt;E esse tal alguém não ser seu&lt;br /&gt;Fico desejando nós gastando o mar&lt;br /&gt;Pôr do Sol, postal, mais ninguém&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peço tanto a Deus&lt;br /&gt;Para esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Mas só de pedir me lembro&lt;br /&gt;Minha linda flor&lt;br /&gt;Meu jasmim será&lt;br /&gt;Meus melhores beijos serão seus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que você é ligado a mim&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que estou indo, volto atrás&lt;br /&gt;Estou entregue a ponto de estar sempre só&lt;br /&gt;Esperando um sim ou nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tanta graça lá fora passa&lt;br /&gt;O tempo sem você&lt;br /&gt;Mas pode sim&lt;br /&gt;Ser sim amado e tudo acontecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto absoluto o dom de existir, não há solidão, nem&lt;br /&gt;pena&lt;br /&gt;Nessa doação, milagres do amor&lt;br /&gt;Sinto uma extensão divina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tanta graça lá fora passa&lt;br /&gt;O tempo sem você&lt;br /&gt;Mas pode sim&lt;br /&gt;Ser sim amado e tudo acontecer&lt;br /&gt;Quero dançar com você&lt;br /&gt;Dançar com você&lt;br /&gt;Quero dançar com você&lt;br /&gt;Dançar com você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa da Mata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-2893153846175905173?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/2893153846175905173/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/amado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2893153846175905173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2893153846175905173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/04/amado.html' title='Amado...'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SeP7vhlarlI/AAAAAAAAAko/UFQRHaow0TY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-4675391800562976824</id><published>2009-03-31T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:20:41.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, a saudade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SdLddZ0Ap_I/AAAAAAAAAkI/8iMVM3Qdads/s1600-h/DESCOBERTA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SdLddZ0Ap_I/AAAAAAAAAkI/8iMVM3Qdads/s320/DESCOBERTA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319557607092955122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lembrança aceita nosso comando,&lt;br /&gt;vai e volta quando queremos, &lt;br /&gt;saudade é irreverente,&lt;br /&gt;independente e auto suficiente, &lt;br /&gt;vence barreiras, &lt;br /&gt;distâncias e preconceitos, &lt;br /&gt;saudade é da alma, &lt;br /&gt;surge sozinha, &lt;br /&gt;emerge do peito &lt;br /&gt;onde é guardada com carinho.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-4675391800562976824?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/4675391800562976824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-saudade.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4675391800562976824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/4675391800562976824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/ah-saudade.html' title='Ah, a saudade...'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SdLddZ0Ap_I/AAAAAAAAAkI/8iMVM3Qdads/s72-c/DESCOBERTA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-434413587612381491</id><published>2009-03-26T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:04:01.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Scwl79hTQAI/AAAAAAAAAjA/sq1XEHxuYPc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Scwl79hTQAI/AAAAAAAAAjA/sq1XEHxuYPc/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317666972074459138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O amor é um mestre admirável&lt;br /&gt;que nos ensina a ser&lt;br /&gt;o que nunca fomos;&lt;br /&gt;e muitas vezes,&lt;br /&gt;com as suas lições,&lt;br /&gt;muda completamente,&lt;br /&gt;num instante,&lt;br /&gt;os nossos costumes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moliére&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-434413587612381491?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/434413587612381491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-amor-e-um-mestre-admiravel-que-nos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/434413587612381491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/434413587612381491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-amor-e-um-mestre-admiravel-que-nos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Scwl79hTQAI/AAAAAAAAAjA/sq1XEHxuYPc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-9059642545562813093</id><published>2009-03-23T23:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:09:48.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"As vezes estamos no meio de &lt;br /&gt;centenas de pessoas, e a solidão &lt;br /&gt;aperta nosso coração pela falta &lt;br /&gt;de uma única pessoa."&lt;br /&gt;(Luiz Fernando Veríssimo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sch5C5CKb9I/AAAAAAAAAiw/dOVyHFkzUZY/s1600-h/miraclesmallpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sch5C5CKb9I/AAAAAAAAAiw/dOVyHFkzUZY/s320/miraclesmallpic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316632450687463378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"De que servem &lt;br /&gt;a beleza dos olhos&lt;br /&gt;se eles se fecham &lt;br /&gt;quando os lábios se tocam"&lt;br /&gt;Cecilia Meirles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-9059642545562813093?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/9059642545562813093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-vezes-estamos-no-meio-de-centenas-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/9059642545562813093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/9059642545562813093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-vezes-estamos-no-meio-de-centenas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sch5C5CKb9I/AAAAAAAAAiw/dOVyHFkzUZY/s72-c/miraclesmallpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-3894066338321604232</id><published>2009-03-23T23:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:06:00.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sch4LaR_6pI/AAAAAAAAAio/GuGtzzASbCU/s1600-h/mulher+sentada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sch4LaR_6pI/AAAAAAAAAio/GuGtzzASbCU/s320/mulher+sentada.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316631497539578514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Existe no silêncio tão profunda &lt;br /&gt;sabedoria que às vezes ele se&lt;br /&gt;transforma na mais perfeita resposta." &lt;br /&gt;- Fernando Pessoa -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-3894066338321604232?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/3894066338321604232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/existe-no-silencio-tao-profunda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3894066338321604232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3894066338321604232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/existe-no-silencio-tao-profunda.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sch4LaR_6pI/AAAAAAAAAio/GuGtzzASbCU/s72-c/mulher+sentada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7139219157653024954</id><published>2009-03-21T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:20:32.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScWuU94pSLI/AAAAAAAAAig/1X3W5DQBGdQ/s1600-h/kkkkkk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScWuU94pSLI/AAAAAAAAAig/1X3W5DQBGdQ/s320/kkkkkk.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315846610413504690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somente hoje &lt;br /&gt;Queria imaginar teu abraço &lt;br /&gt;Ouvir tua voz num telefonema inesperado &lt;br /&gt;Receber uma nova mensagem &lt;br /&gt;Explicando a tua ausência&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somente hoje &lt;br /&gt;Queria estar em completo silêncio &lt;br /&gt;Pra fantasiar nosso encontro &lt;br /&gt;Queria estar aí do seu lado &lt;br /&gt;Preenchendo toda minha carênciz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somente hoje &lt;br /&gt;Queria ser forte o bastante &lt;br /&gt;Pra transpor todos obstáculos &lt;br /&gt;Sair da lucidez, cair em demência &lt;br /&gt;E me perder em teus beijos e abraços&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7139219157653024954?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7139219157653024954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/somente-hoje-queria-imaginar-teu-abraco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7139219157653024954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7139219157653024954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/somente-hoje-queria-imaginar-teu-abraco.html' title='Hoje'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScWuU94pSLI/AAAAAAAAAig/1X3W5DQBGdQ/s72-c/kkkkkk.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-1672002568799013407</id><published>2009-03-18T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:21:02.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amar é...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScFfYCMDXqI/AAAAAAAAAiI/htGTnRh0dl8/s1600-h/ATgAAADwLMP-9OyqTlWg8VzENFWdpwCzUS3CHaWq2IjirA4YrW_h2S6_GucNfPqZAF4w8G1xqK5Ebo_2IrqzI2as4Pt6AJtU9VBG3vs-hYpj9irbXxOPAP7V0qOxMg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScFfYCMDXqI/AAAAAAAAAiI/htGTnRh0dl8/s320/ATgAAADwLMP-9OyqTlWg8VzENFWdpwCzUS3CHaWq2IjirA4YrW_h2S6_GucNfPqZAF4w8G1xqK5Ebo_2IrqzI2as4Pt6AJtU9VBG3vs-hYpj9irbXxOPAP7V0qOxMg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314633901782818466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar alguém é ser único a ver&lt;br /&gt;um milagre invisível aos outros&lt;br /&gt;É difícil dizer adeus&lt;br /&gt;quando se quer ficar&lt;br /&gt;É difícil sorrir&lt;br /&gt;quando se quer chorar mas&lt;br /&gt;difícil é ter que esquecer&lt;br /&gt;quando se quer amar&lt;br /&gt;Amor é um desejo&lt;br /&gt;irresistível de ser&lt;br /&gt;irresistivelmente&lt;br /&gt;desejado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Robert Frost )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-1672002568799013407?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/1672002568799013407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/amar-alguem-e-ser-unico-ver-um-milagre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1672002568799013407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1672002568799013407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/amar-alguem-e-ser-unico-ver-um-milagre.html' title='Amar é...'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScFfYCMDXqI/AAAAAAAAAiI/htGTnRh0dl8/s72-c/ATgAAADwLMP-9OyqTlWg8VzENFWdpwCzUS3CHaWq2IjirA4YrW_h2S6_GucNfPqZAF4w8G1xqK5Ebo_2IrqzI2as4Pt6AJtU9VBG3vs-hYpj9irbXxOPAP7V0qOxMg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8576859685606399259</id><published>2009-03-18T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:57:09.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amo como ama o amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScFddyMUeFI/AAAAAAAAAiA/WUp8r5JjoLU/s1600-h/batefelizw.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScFddyMUeFI/AAAAAAAAAiA/WUp8r5JjoLU/s320/batefelizw.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314631801544931410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo como ama o amor.&lt;br /&gt;Não conheço nenhuma outra&lt;br /&gt;razão para amar senão amar.&lt;br /&gt;Que queres que te diga,&lt;br /&gt;além de que te amo,se o que&lt;br /&gt;quero dizer-te é que te amo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fernando Pessoa)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8576859685606399259?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8576859685606399259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/amo-como-ama-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8576859685606399259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8576859685606399259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/amo-como-ama-o-amor.html' title='Amo como ama o amor'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScFddyMUeFI/AAAAAAAAAiA/WUp8r5JjoLU/s72-c/batefelizw.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-8963037317545845316</id><published>2009-03-17T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:21:39.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E neste sonho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScA2o8G-I1I/AAAAAAAAAhg/hduTUcAfa7Q/s1600-h/uuuu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScA2o8G-I1I/AAAAAAAAAhg/hduTUcAfa7Q/s320/uuuu.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314307637255218002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... E neste sonho eu já nem sei que sou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O brando marulhar dum longo beijo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que não chegou a dar-se e que passou... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um fogo-fátuo rútilo, talvez... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu ando a procurar-te e já te vejo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tu já me encontraste e não me vês...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florbela Espanca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-8963037317545845316?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/8963037317545845316/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8963037317545845316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/8963037317545845316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='E neste sonho...'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/ScA2o8G-I1I/AAAAAAAAAhg/hduTUcAfa7Q/s72-c/uuuu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-3864203661489529853</id><published>2009-03-16T20:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:48:00.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sb8dNkfJVqI/AAAAAAAAAhY/lPawsGZJbJM/s1600-h/ATcAAACGKvNr6jJCjslN2wNkQSMhODUBbvEf-g39ZHOep6sVN2OY33VKLR1PuW7Sl2NAif9BGvTr79r_5xJbxonDcHb9AJtU9VD-v9pph0iHNuKlPH4BZ4ksvhJQ7A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sb8dNkfJVqI/AAAAAAAAAhY/lPawsGZJbJM/s320/ATcAAACGKvNr6jJCjslN2wNkQSMhODUBbvEf-g39ZHOep6sVN2OY33VKLR1PuW7Sl2NAif9BGvTr79r_5xJbxonDcHb9AJtU9VD-v9pph0iHNuKlPH4BZ4ksvhJQ7A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313998204290291362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Felicidade,é algo que entra&lt;br /&gt;em nossa Vida,através de&lt;br /&gt;portas, que nem lembrávamos,&lt;br /&gt;ter deixado Aberta"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-3864203661489529853?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/3864203661489529853/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/felicidadee-algo-que-entra-em-nossa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3864203661489529853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3864203661489529853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/felicidadee-algo-que-entra-em-nossa.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sb8dNkfJVqI/AAAAAAAAAhY/lPawsGZJbJM/s72-c/ATcAAACGKvNr6jJCjslN2wNkQSMhODUBbvEf-g39ZHOep6sVN2OY33VKLR1PuW7Sl2NAif9BGvTr79r_5xJbxonDcHb9AJtU9VD-v9pph0iHNuKlPH4BZ4ksvhJQ7A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7621653232057567648</id><published>2009-03-16T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:16:50.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sb8U8_r2r4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/3J8PlIKRpgQ/s1600-h/iiii.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sb8U8_r2r4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/3J8PlIKRpgQ/s320/iiii.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313989123440553858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O amor é um sentimento sublime; &lt;br /&gt;supera os problemas e diferenças, &lt;br /&gt;resiste ao tempo e se fortalece com a distância.&lt;br /&gt;Difícil fugir, impossível esquecer." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sb8WDhDX6II/AAAAAAAAAhQ/e0Hh_QQFnH0/s1600-h/sssss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sb8WDhDX6II/AAAAAAAAAhQ/e0Hh_QQFnH0/s320/sssss.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313990334988413058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A alegria de saber que você existe É suficiente &lt;br /&gt;para superar a tristeza De não estar com você.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sb8VoaaxUiI/AAAAAAAAAhI/WXyMsVklMEQ/s1600-h/disney_76.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sb8VoaaxUiI/AAAAAAAAAhI/WXyMsVklMEQ/s320/disney_76.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313989869351031330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7621653232057567648?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7621653232057567648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-amor-e-um-sentimento-sublime-supera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7621653232057567648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7621653232057567648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-amor-e-um-sentimento-sublime-supera.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sb8U8_r2r4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/3J8PlIKRpgQ/s72-c/iiii.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-3592813558293652739</id><published>2009-03-14T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:23:08.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sbwf7wHQplI/AAAAAAAAAgw/CP7fPU-br0c/s1600-h/CAP85855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sbwf7wHQplI/AAAAAAAAAgw/CP7fPU-br0c/s320/CAP85855.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313156771778438738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Se o primeiro e o último pensamento &lt;br /&gt;do seu dia for essa pessoa....."&lt;br /&gt;"....agradeça: Deus &lt;br /&gt;te mandou um presente: O Amor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Carlos Drumond de Andrade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-3592813558293652739?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/3592813558293652739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/se-o-primeiro-e-o-ultimo-pensamento-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3592813558293652739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/3592813558293652739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/se-o-primeiro-e-o-ultimo-pensamento-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sbwf7wHQplI/AAAAAAAAAgw/CP7fPU-br0c/s72-c/CAP85855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-2285220146000214665</id><published>2009-03-14T04:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:07:58.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sbwcm-_DELI/AAAAAAAAAgo/VKadsNKj1o4/s1600-h/142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sbwcm-_DELI/AAAAAAAAAgo/VKadsNKj1o4/s320/142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313153116458389682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há momentos na vida em que sentimos tanto a falta de alguém&lt;br /&gt;que o que mais queremos é tirar esta pessoa&lt;br /&gt;de nossos sonhos e abraçá-la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-2285220146000214665?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/2285220146000214665/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-momentos-na-vida-em-que-sentimos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2285220146000214665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/2285220146000214665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/ha-momentos-na-vida-em-que-sentimos.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/Sbwcm-_DELI/AAAAAAAAAgo/VKadsNKj1o4/s72-c/142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-6722832887884281591</id><published>2009-03-01T05:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:24:15.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SaqMd-kdXjI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/nJUSwF7h0uA/s1600-h/casal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SaqMd-kdXjI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/nJUSwF7h0uA/s320/casal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308209557449563698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero a paz de um sorriso sincero&lt;br /&gt;Quero o cheiro de mato, &lt;br /&gt;sentir a chuva em meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Gotas que me tocam feito &lt;br /&gt;mãos com dom da cura&lt;br /&gt;Quero o perfume que &lt;br /&gt;exala das rosas sempre fascinantes&lt;br /&gt;E com uma hei de adornar meus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;Quero levantar a cada queda, &lt;br /&gt;acreditando em um novo dia&lt;br /&gt;Não chorar a perda e sim &lt;br /&gt;aprender com ela&lt;br /&gt;Saber levar os passos &lt;br /&gt;onde meu coração deseja ir&lt;br /&gt;Deixar o amor acontecer, &lt;br /&gt;sem nada lhe cobrar&lt;br /&gt;Nem dele fugir&lt;br /&gt;Quero minha fé em &lt;br /&gt;Deus renovando-se a &lt;br /&gt;cada momento&lt;br /&gt;Amar sem analisar &lt;br /&gt;defeitos ou qualidades&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente amar.&lt;br /&gt;Pra nunca perder o caminho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-6722832887884281591?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/6722832887884281591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/quero-paz-de-um-sorriso-sincero-quero-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6722832887884281591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/6722832887884281591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/03/quero-paz-de-um-sorriso-sincero-quero-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SaqMd-kdXjI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/nJUSwF7h0uA/s72-c/casal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-7142276399514603798</id><published>2009-02-19T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:02:46.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ausência</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ3I6S4MG_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/2eQmbUb38Rs/s1600-h/voo+do+passaro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ3I6S4MG_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/2eQmbUb38Rs/s320/voo+do+passaro.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304616839937793010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUSÊNCIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por muito tempo achei que a ausência é falta.&lt;br /&gt;E lastimava, ignorante, a falta.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não a lastimo.&lt;br /&gt;Não há falta na ausência.&lt;br /&gt;A ausência é um estar em mim.&lt;br /&gt;E sinto-a, branca, tão pegada, aconchegada nos meus braços,&lt;br /&gt;que rio e danço e invento exclamações alegres,&lt;br /&gt;porque a ausência assimilada,&lt;br /&gt;ninguém a rouba mais de mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-7142276399514603798?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/7142276399514603798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/02/ausencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7142276399514603798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/7142276399514603798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/02/ausencia.html' title='Ausência'/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ3I6S4MG_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/2eQmbUb38Rs/s72-c/voo+do+passaro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-1789065741656044653</id><published>2009-02-19T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:59:58.742-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ26LamZb5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/y0Bs87C4Akw/s1600-h/meu+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+e+eu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ26LamZb5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/y0Bs87C4Akw/s320/meu+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+e+eu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304600641394012050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O amor é feito de olhares que contemplam os&lt;br /&gt;que amamos como continuidade do que somos"&lt;br /&gt;Padre Fabio de Melo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-1789065741656044653?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/1789065741656044653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-amor-e-feito-de-olhares-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1789065741656044653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/1789065741656044653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-amor-e-feito-de-olhares-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ26LamZb5I/AAAAAAAAAc0/y0Bs87C4Akw/s72-c/meu+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+e+eu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-337983535901385001</id><published>2009-02-19T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:26:39.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ16FrhkPlI/AAAAAAAAAcU/FDqVQd_eCPU/s1600-h/z13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ16FrhkPlI/AAAAAAAAAcU/FDqVQd_eCPU/s320/z13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304530174113758802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz aquele que transfere o que sabe e aprende o que ensina. (Cora Coralina)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;O que vale na vida não é o ponto de partida e sim a caminhada. Caminhando e semeando, no fim terás o que colher.(Cora Coralina)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;O saber se aprende com os mestres. A sabedoria, só com o corriqueiro da vida. (Cora Coralina)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Não sei ...se a vida é curta &lt;br /&gt;ou longa demais para nós, &lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que nada do que vivemos &lt;br /&gt;Tem sentido, se não tocarmos o coração das pessoas. (Cora Coralina)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4099930709472292742-337983535901385001?l=jacy-mendes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/feeds/337983535901385001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/02/feliz-aquele-que-transfere-o-que-sabe-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/337983535901385001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4099930709472292742/posts/default/337983535901385001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacy-mendes.blogspot.com/2009/02/feliz-aquele-que-transfere-o-que-sabe-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Jhacy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02160790051799456152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SayA4hlHwDI/AAAAAAAAAfw/qTg-98IUgbc/S220/jaci.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ16FrhkPlI/AAAAAAAAAcU/FDqVQd_eCPU/s72-c/z13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4099930709472292742.post-5512785824652566725</id><published>2009-02-19T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:22:23.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ15JGJitUI/AAAAAAAAAcM/JY2jnYisZx4/s1600-h/amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kgrWA4-aQrA/SZ15JGJitUI/AAAAAAAAAcM/JY2jnYisZx4/s320/amor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304529133288731970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aprendi com a primavera; a deixar-me cortar e voltar sempre inteira." [Cecília Meireles] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quanto mais me despedaço, mais fico inteira e serena." 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