<?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-8288066125906474298</id><updated>2011-07-31T10:31:21.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MIL PALABRAS Y UNA LUNA</title><subtitle type='html'>Porque el amor, por parecerse al viento, parece que se ha ido y no se va</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8288066125906474298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SANDRA SARA SERNA FLOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16285210183341430200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6r5Gb6LN2I/TX1C3WxRWdI/AAAAAAAAACI/T0WBkDyYjAA/s220/OJITOS.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288066125906474298.post-8096478076817103011</id><published>2011-07-19T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T17:58:18.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA SOMBRA DEL VIENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x87BCabnNfc/TiYoGoYfAcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DrNwLsvrYBk/s1600/la%2Bsombra%2Bdel%2Bviento3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x87BCabnNfc/TiYoGoYfAcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DrNwLsvrYBk/s200/la%2Bsombra%2Bdel%2Bviento3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631232478457823682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RVNrWR34BY/TiYoGjKnjVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_EiBbrJET0w/s1600/la%2Bsombra%2Bdel%2Bviento.jpg%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5RVNrWR34BY/TiYoGjKnjVI/AAAAAAAAAEM/_EiBbrJET0w/s200/la%2Bsombra%2Bdel%2Bviento.jpg%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631232477057486162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288066125906474298-8096478076817103011?l=milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/feeds/8096478076817103011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/la-sombra-del-viento_19.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8288066125906474298/posts/default/8096478076817103011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8288066125906474298/posts/default/8096478076817103011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/la-sombra-del-viento_19.html' title='LA SOMBRA DEL VIENTO'/><author><name>SANDRA SARA SERNA FLOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16285210183341430200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6r5Gb6LN2I/TX1C3WxRWdI/AAAAAAAAACI/T0WBkDyYjAA/s220/OJITOS.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x87BCabnNfc/TiYoGoYfAcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/DrNwLsvrYBk/s72-c/la%2Bsombra%2Bdel%2Bviento3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288066125906474298.post-839869490520453694</id><published>2011-07-19T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T18:43:03.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y ES QUE SIN TI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2SLIokS7wgU/TiYmVgymCZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fm3s0JtbjLY/s1600/Foto-A0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631230535094634898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2SLIokS7wgU/TiYmVgymCZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fm3s0JtbjLY/s200/Foto-A0082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es que sin ti,&lt;br /&gt;me perdi en un largo invierno&lt;br /&gt;el dolor se me hizo eterno&lt;br /&gt;y hoy resulta que tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora, ahora dices que me amas&lt;br /&gt;ahora que no queda nada&lt;br /&gt;te mueres de amor por mi&lt;br /&gt;ahora, despues que te lloraba rios&lt;br /&gt;despues de lo que yo he sufrido&lt;br /&gt;ahora por fin, ahora sabras lo que me hiciste vivir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El dia que te fuiste conoci el infierno&lt;br /&gt;el frio, la soledad, el miedo a volver a amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es que sin ti,&lt;br /&gt;cada noche fue un tormento&lt;br /&gt;cada dia un nuevo intento&lt;br /&gt;por arrancarte de mi&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288066125906474298-839869490520453694?l=milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/feeds/839869490520453694/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/y-es-que-sin-ti-me-perdi-en-un-largo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8288066125906474298/posts/default/839869490520453694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8288066125906474298/posts/default/839869490520453694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/y-es-que-sin-ti-me-perdi-en-un-largo.html' title='Y ES QUE SIN TI'/><author><name>SANDRA SARA SERNA FLOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16285210183341430200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6r5Gb6LN2I/TX1C3WxRWdI/AAAAAAAAACI/T0WBkDyYjAA/s220/OJITOS.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2SLIokS7wgU/TiYmVgymCZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fm3s0JtbjLY/s72-c/Foto-A0082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288066125906474298.post-5027647407004784565</id><published>2011-07-19T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:26:07.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SON DOS COMO TUS OJOS</title><content type='html'>¿Que es la tristeza?&lt;br /&gt;Es la excusa perfecta para pensar en ti. &lt;br /&gt;¿Que es la soledad?&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo en el que desearìa estar en ti. &lt;br /&gt;¿Què es la agonìa?&lt;br /&gt;No es el preàmbulo de la muerte &lt;br /&gt;sino despertar de la realidad y ya no &lt;br /&gt;sentir tu aroma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero rodar entre tus labios, &lt;br /&gt;no salir de tu cabello.&lt;br /&gt;Necesito ahogarme en tus suspiros.&lt;br /&gt;Sàlvame de los dìas tranquilos &lt;br /&gt;Càlmame de las iras &lt;br /&gt;Asesina mi tristeza. &lt;br /&gt;Jose E. Bendezù&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288066125906474298-5027647407004784565?l=milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/feeds/5027647407004784565/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/son-dos-como-tus-ojos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8288066125906474298/posts/default/5027647407004784565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8288066125906474298/posts/default/5027647407004784565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/2011/07/son-dos-como-tus-ojos.html' title='SON DOS COMO TUS OJOS'/><author><name>SANDRA SARA SERNA FLOR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16285210183341430200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i6r5Gb6LN2I/TX1C3WxRWdI/AAAAAAAAACI/T0WBkDyYjAA/s220/OJITOS.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288066125906474298.post-7638518161252526136</id><published>2011-03-13T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T18:42:02.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACOMPAÑAME A ESTAR SOLO</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Acompañame al misterio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;De no hacernos compañia, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A dormir sin pretender que pase nada, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acompañame a estar solo… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acompañame al silencio &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;De charlar sin las palabras, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A saber que estás ahí y yo a tu lado. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acompañame a lo absurdo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;de abrazarnos sin contacto, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tú en tu sitio yo en el mío &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;como un angel de la guarda, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acompañame a estar solo…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acompañame, a decir sin las palabras &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lo bendito que es tenerte &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;y serte infiel solo con esta soledad &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acompañame, a quererte sin decirlo, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tocarte sin rozar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ni el reflejo de tu piel a contraluz, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pensar en mi para vivir por ti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acompañame a estar solo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para calibrar mis miedos,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para envenenar de a poco mis recuerdos, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para quererme un poquito &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y asi quererte como quiero, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para desintosicarme del pasado,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Acompañame a estar solo… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y si se apagan las luces, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y si se enciende el infierno, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y si me siento perdido &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se que tu estaras conmigo con un beso de rescate. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288066125906474298-7638518161252526136?l=milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com/feeds/7638518161252526136/comments/default' 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para siempre mi amor inadvertido,&lt;br /&gt;te amaré más que nunca... y jamás lo sabrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo te amaré en silencio, como algo inaccesible,&lt;br /&gt;como un sueño que nunca lograré realizar;&lt;br /&gt;y el lejano perfume de mi amor imposible&lt;br /&gt;rozará tus cabellos... y jamás lo sabrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si un día una lágrima denuncia mi tormento,&lt;br /&gt;-el tormento infinito que te debo ocultar-&lt;br /&gt;te diré sonriente: "No es nada ...&lt;br /&gt;ha sido el viento"&lt;br /&gt;Me enjuagaré la lágrima ...y jamás lo sabrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;José Angel Buesa (1910)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288066125906474298-118588486501457403?l=milpalabrasyunaluna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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