tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84605187354944485592012-01-22T13:59:17.702+01:00YARDANYardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.comBlogger1061100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-84261367617096565242012-01-04T22:47:00.001+01:002012-01-20T16:56:16.760+01:00si estuvieramos juntos<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardan-diabinho.blogspot.com/?zx=1186bf6c361bc4fd" target="_blank"><img border="0" height="283" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GZ8KemCpCGw/TwTH2EK0WcI/AAAAAAAAB0g/AuFmDiwkxmA/s400/noche.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Hoy prefiero...</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">con mis dedos</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">reescribir en tu piel ,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">resbalar con el sudor</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en tus adentros.</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Gotas que se entremezclan</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">dando lugar a fragancias,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">que invaden sensaciones</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">adornadas en caricias.</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Deseos que las puntas</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">de los dedos</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">deslizándose en ellas, provocan.</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"> </span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">¡Qué las gotas arrastren! dejemos...</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">los pesares del presente anterior</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">y despejen el camino de un futuro</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en su esplendor...</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Esta noche...</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">no escribimos en papel,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">sino...</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en nuestra piel</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">el sudor será tinta,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">mi pluma y tu tintero...</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">asociados en el universo</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">recorrerán espacios en blanco</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">dejando en ellos...</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">nuestro sello </span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmmjhdEWVAU/TwTI04G2cjI/AAAAAAAAB0s/Fs6us9kyuJc/s1600/gatito.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmmjhdEWVAU/TwTI04G2cjI/AAAAAAAAB0s/Fs6us9kyuJc/s1600/gatito.png" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1201200944548" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1201200944548" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1201200944548/label/logo-72" style="border: 0;" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-8426136761709656524?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-6335122948694630422011-12-07T00:02:00.000+01:002011-12-07T00:02:41.615+01:00Enigmas...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8gd9HdJCD8/Tt6Akncep0I/AAAAAAAABx8/o5p6Ww-FZ1E/s1600/J-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8gd9HdJCD8/Tt6Akncep0I/AAAAAAAABx8/o5p6Ww-FZ1E/s400/J-3.jpg" width="278" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"> </span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Noche aciaga... espera,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">día tenebroso... acecha,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">un latido bombea,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">esperanza venidera.</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Descubre la palabra certera,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">con un dardo envenenado,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">endianado en su esfera,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">el verbo ha difuminado.</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Noche latiente,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">horas que no respetan,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">herida lacerante,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">manos que aprietan.</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Yace el alma dormida</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">cuando despierta la pena,</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">y en un lance de destino</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">se resuelve el acertijo.</span><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">¿Ya tienes Paz contigo mismo?</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ssBztcUT7_Y/Tt6CYOV2kAI/AAAAAAAAByE/8soGNNEHC5g/s1600/gatito.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ssBztcUT7_Y/Tt6CYOV2kAI/AAAAAAAAByE/8soGNNEHC5g/s1600/gatito.png" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1112060681620" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1112060681620" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1112060681620/label/logo-72" style="border: 0;" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-633512294869463042?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-5693075531273268452011-09-14T22:18:00.002+02:002011-09-14T22:24:14.816+02:00Yacentes<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-orYVfr-PBmA/TnENAnJXqUI/AAAAAAAABtc/IRoK1Q2kELE/s1600/tristeza-bajo-la-lluvia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-orYVfr-PBmA/TnENAnJXqUI/AAAAAAAABtc/IRoK1Q2kELE/s320/tristeza-bajo-la-lluvia.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>En la distancia bregué, <br />océanos de paciencia<br />tupidos verbos yacentes <br />que enarbola tu silencio<br />y en dos que tres no ven, <br />vuelves de revés.</i></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br />Ciñe el cuerpo magullado, <br />en la escalera de mármol,<br />allí dónde anida el orgullo <br />que desde su cornisa vigila<br />el estandarte de mi casa, <br />que abierta para tí <br />se cerró en un traspiés...</i></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1109140062431" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1109140062431" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1109140062431/label/logo-72" style="border: 0;" /></a></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8c9beTOejek/TnEHk1hlrMI/AAAAAAAABtM/_nA_C2Yo3YY/s1600/gatito.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8c9beTOejek/TnEHk1hlrMI/AAAAAAAABtM/_nA_C2Yo3YY/s1600/gatito.png" /></a></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-569307553127326845?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-17673932671076638032011-05-16T07:05:00.001+02:002011-07-05T17:27:53.685+02:00Moonlight<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/?zx=8a09c4f67daad6f5"><img border="0" height="232" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HHwLb5x00FY/Tc8B0J546yI/AAAAAAAABoE/7ppQ_1zzkUk/s320/luna-de-miel.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a><br /><br /><div style="color: #339999; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Soy una estrella errante,<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">con un camino por delante</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">la mirada distante,<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">enfundada en mi semblante</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">mi sendero ilumino<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">con un pequeño farolillo</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">que encontré...</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">por ahí perdido<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">arrojado por un desconocido...</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">que comenzó su destino</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">por el mismo camino.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Forjado por la luna<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">que iluminó mi estrella</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">con su máxima potencia,</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">y perdió así su esencia</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">para marcar mi destino.</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">No soy caballero andante<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">con mirada fulminante,</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">solo un caminante</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">que con paso aturdido<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">va buscando su destino.</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Y siguiendo a la luna</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">con su estela aún difusa,<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">por una capa oscura,</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">divagando entre locuras<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">afronta la distancia</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">que de su final le separa.</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">En un alto del camino</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">reposté mis energías,<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">y la luna...</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">haciendo de las suyas</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">me dedicó su canción<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">para llenarme de alegría</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">mientras me sonreía,</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">y decía que era mía<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">hasta que el sol naciese ...</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">u otra estrella</span></div><div style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">se cruzase...</span></div><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016401" rel="cc:license"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016401" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016401/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHHCcWcjT7Y/Tc8BOpTea9I/AAAAAAAABoA/yIWoCbefUag/s1600/172411_1562757961237_1603996060_31169718_150758_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="169" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WHHCcWcjT7Y/Tc8BOpTea9I/AAAAAAAABoA/yIWoCbefUag/s200/172411_1562757961237_1603996060_31169718_150758_o.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-1767393267107663803?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-22777230944247837572011-05-01T18:55:00.001+02:002011-05-01T19:01:53.174+02:00Campo de sueños<a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/?zx=8a09c4f67daad6f5"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWscUa-1ms4/Tb2P8EFSugI/AAAAAAAABnw/uI67QnYnjN8/s320/balanza.jpg" width="252" /></a></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Deambulamos por la vida elevados en sueños,<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /> pensamientos que absúrdos manipulados durante los instantes que permanecemos despiertos, ese trocito de vida que nos deja la rutina del día a día, <img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />y como decía John Lennon </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">"La vida es aquello que pasa mientras estas haciendo otras cosas".</span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Buscamos fórmulas de encadenar el crono, cegados por esos sueños sin darnos cuenta que ...</span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">"el padre tiempo es simplemente el sonido del silencio, las hojas cayendo, el viento que cruza el sendero, <img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />el beso entregado y el beso no dado, la voz de la montaña, del océano"</span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Si eliges esa nube... olvidarás lo importante !!<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /> toma las riendas de tú vida y no fantasees demasiado....</span></i><br /></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">"Nuestro preciado tiempo, nuestras queridas horas no son nada, <img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />ni siquiera arena del desierto,así es de inmenso y asi de simple ante nuestra complicada forma de existencia"</span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Y tú... ya equilibraste la balanza?</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dXUV2ccPM_0/Tb2Qc-goxxI/AAAAAAAABn0/rFUQHBLTVDo/s1600/gatito.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dXUV2ccPM_0/Tb2Qc-goxxI/AAAAAAAABn0/rFUQHBLTVDo/s1600/gatito.png" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2277723094424783757?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-70978832680499813102011-03-22T16:27:00.000+01:002011-03-22T16:27:19.243+01:00Pasos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TRSHdaF233I/AAAAAAAABkI/2xh1Jt1SIMg/s1600/ElHorribleAuschwitz+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="176" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TRSHdaF233I/AAAAAAAABkI/2xh1Jt1SIMg/s320/ElHorribleAuschwitz+3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">a veces...</span> <span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />sólo a veces...</span> <span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />la única solución</span> <span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />es enfrentarnos a la realidad.</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br />Y en ese momento,</span><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />donde los caminos se bifurcan...<img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">saber realmente lo que se quiere,</span> <span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />es lo único que nos ayuda...</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br />en esos pasos,</span> <span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />que se dejan de arrastrar...</span><span style="font-size: large;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">para caminar con la mente</span> <span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />hacia ese lugar...</span></div><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016425" rel="cc:license"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016425" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016425/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-7097883268049981310?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-37667231761732649692011-02-27T22:53:00.000+01:002011-02-27T22:53:46.862+01:00Avanti<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TRRuvudHJJI/AAAAAAAABj8/Mv4b5W5WRQA/s1600/J-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TRRuvudHJJI/AAAAAAAABj8/Mv4b5W5WRQA/s320/J-3.jpg" width="223" /></a></div><br /><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">...consumido mi cigarro</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">y mirando la montaña,</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">a la cima me dirigí...</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">escalando sin descanso,</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">agarrado como araña,</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">mi objetivo por fin vi.</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Y mirando el frío suelo</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">al fin lo comprendí...</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">mi pasado yo desprendo </span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">para ser libre...sin ti.</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Ya no sirven tus derrotas</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">ni las lágrimas</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">que de ti brotan.</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Ni tus reproches,</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">para retenerme en ti,</span><span style="font-size: large;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">que lanzabas cada noche</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">ni tus suplicas y desvelos</span><span style="font-size: large;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">como espinos en alambre</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">en torno a mí.</span><span style="font-size: large;"><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">porque ya soy libre...</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">para vivir....</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016135" rel="cc:license"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016135" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016135/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016135" rel="cc:license"><br /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-3766723176173264969?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-24576624103540472412011-01-06T19:28:00.000+01:002011-01-06T19:29:18.880+01:00Pensamiento<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/?zx=8a09c4f67daad6f5"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TSXulAOz0GI/AAAAAAAABkY/T1iFG88hLB0/s400/J-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Quiero sentarme a escucharte,</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">relatarte en mi silencio </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">aquello que el sonido... </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">interrumpe</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">cuando lo pienso.</span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Palabras encadenadas </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">de sílabas enjauladas,</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">cuyas alas están cortadas </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">por su acento.</span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Si callar es un acierto,</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">mi mente disfruta.</span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Si mirarte es desconcierto, </span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">ante tu cálida voz </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">me asiento, </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">esperando que tu aliento</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">enrozándome la faz </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">nutra lo que en ti...</span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">alimento.</span></i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/?zx=8a09c4f67daad6f5"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TSXub0HM2cI/AAAAAAAABkU/lFVox_WU8AM/s1600/gatito.png" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl"><br /></a></div><div style="color: red;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1101068208236" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1101068208236" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1101068208236/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2457662410354047241?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-35478146589840671722010-11-06T23:21:00.000+01:002010-11-06T23:21:25.127+01:00Sello<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TNWSrre-CdI/AAAAAAAABiw/khkcw6oWgFo/s320/muher.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> <br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;">Hoy prefiero... <br /><br />con mis dedos <br />reescribir en tu piel , <br />resbalar con el sudor <br />en tus adentros.<br /><br />Gotas que se entremezclan <br />dando lugar a frangancias, <br />que invaden sensaciones<br />adornadas en caricias.<br /><br />Deseos que las puntas <br />de los dedos<br />deslizándose en ellas, provocan.<br /><br />¡Qué las gotas arrastren! dejemos...<br />los pesares del presente anterior <br />y despejen el camino de un futuro <br />en su esplendor...<br /><br />Esta noche...<br />no escribimos en papel, <br />sino...</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"> en nuestra piel<br />el sudor será tinta,<br />mi pluma y tu tintero...<br />asociados en el universo<br />recorrerán espacios en blanco<br />dejando en ellos...<br /><br />nuestro sello</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TNWTKQdD_BI/AAAAAAAABi0/1O8LGg8C8xo/s1600/huellagato1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TNWTKQdD_BI/AAAAAAAABi0/1O8LGg8C8xo/s1600/huellagato1.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1011067780216" rel="cc:license"><img alt="Safe Creative #1011067780216" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1011067780216/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-3547814658984067172?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-89755794567097637352010-10-22T10:02:00.000+02:002010-10-22T10:02:31.614+02:00ByB<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TMFBPTlt-6I/AAAAAAAABiY/CJxYdhtg454/s1600/caballero+muerto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="197" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TMFBPTlt-6I/AAAAAAAABiY/CJxYdhtg454/s320/caballero+muerto.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><br /><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a></span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a></span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span dir="ltr" id=":8n">hoy me hice tela, </span></span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span dir="ltr" id=":8n">para humedecerme de ti. </span></span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span dir="ltr" id=":8n">hoy me hice árbol </span></span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span dir="ltr" id=":8n">para mecerte en mi viento.</span></span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span dir="ltr" id=":8n">hoy me hice oído, </span></span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span dir="ltr" id=":8n">para sentirte dentro de mí.</span> </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><span dir="ltr" id=":8n">hoy te regalo mi abrazo, </span></span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span dir="ltr" id=":8n">mañana no sé que será de mí.</span></span></i></div><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TMFDJDUBE_I/AAAAAAAABic/mp_IlwzKtx8/s1600/huellagato1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TMFDJDUBE_I/AAAAAAAABic/mp_IlwzKtx8/s1600/huellagato1.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><br /><div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <i>Gracias por todo</i></a></span></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> <span dir="ltr" id=":8n"><br /></span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-8975579456709763735?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-14549439053387243242010-10-10T07:04:00.001+02:002010-10-10T07:06:55.327+02:00Pensando<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TDbBexo139I/AAAAAAAABgA/By2oaM8ls7U/s1600/marek-waskiel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TDbBexo139I/AAAAAAAABgA/By2oaM8ls7U/s320/marek-waskiel.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><br /><br /><span id="goog_1990370875"></span><span id="goog_1990370876"></span><br /><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;">En la vida y en los sueños... <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">la mejor apuesta es al negro. </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;">Una vuelta a la esquina,</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">un no mirar atrás, </span><span style="font-size: large;">una mirada al cielo<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /> </span><span style="font-size: large;">y otra al infierno... </span><span style="font-size: large;">del que forjaste un estigma, </span><span style="font-size: large;">que con el paso del viento,</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">enfrió un sentimiento... </span></i></div><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"> puro y bello... </span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">como una <a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/2010/07/dune.html" style="color: #666666;">flor en el desierto</a>,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /> </span><span style="font-size: large;">que se abrió para cerrarse, </span><span style="font-size: large;">contenida en un suspiro, </span><span style="font-size: large;">del que únicamente conserva </span><span style="font-size: large;">sus palabras de aliento, </span><span style="font-size: large;">que llegado el momento...<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /> </span><span style="font-size: large;">hoy sentado en el muro, </span><span style="font-size: large;">atravesado de espinos sin alambres...</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">volteado por el aire, </span><span style="font-size: large;">por palabras sin sentido... </span><span style="font-size: large;">convertidas en reproches. </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br />Hasta que llega la noche...</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">que <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />en su claridad opaca, </span><span style="font-size: large;">eleva la palabra a la luna, </span><span style="font-size: large;">sin prejuicios ni reparos, </span><span style="font-size: large;">para decir orgullosa... </span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">que su estrella ha surgido, </span><span style="font-size: large;">para guiar su camino, </span><span style="font-size: large;">hacia un destino cierto... </span><span style="font-size: large;">adornado por <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />sonrisas </span><span style="font-size: large;">y palabras cariñosas....</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">que ocultan pretenciosas, </span><span style="font-size: large;">una vuelta de tornillo...</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">asegurando con firmeza... </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"> aquello que no se llevo <a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/2009/07/viento.html" style="color: #666666;">el viento</a>.</span></i></div><i><span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016234" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016234" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016234/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TDbB0SqlrCI/AAAAAAAABgI/UZ83f8Ms344/s1600/gatito.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TDbB0SqlrCI/AAAAAAAABgI/UZ83f8Ms344/s320/gatito.gif" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-1454943905338724324?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-34187526461231670152010-09-29T07:50:00.003+02:002010-09-29T08:16:48.652+02:00con Fusión<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardan-diabinho.blogspot.com/?zx=850c8ecc8315f705"><img border="0" height="262" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TKLTWTPL8sI/AAAAAAAABiM/BW24pyYj4o4/s320/never_cry.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/?zx=ad5112653127a4a8"><br /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TKLLrYT6TII/AAAAAAAABiE/kOOueZVNId4/s1600/cansado+de+esperar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">recoge...<br /><br />dos de tus lágrimas <br />acércalas a tu pecho,</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"> <br />su calor las fundirá <br />en una nube de vapor </span></i></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br />que llegará a mis labios <br />enseñándome </span></i></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">aquello que escondes </span></i></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">en de tu corazón</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1007286930242" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1007286930242" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1007286930242/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>No siempre es lo que parece... </i></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>a veces inventamos la realidad </i></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>o </i></span><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>nos dejamos engañar.</i></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TKLZyQXR3JI/AAAAAAAABiU/_6IgoIESiyc/s1600/gatito.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TKLZyQXR3JI/AAAAAAAABiU/_6IgoIESiyc/s1600/gatito.png" /></a></div><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-3418752646123167015?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-3734440421538950102010-09-21T20:04:00.001+02:002010-09-21T20:22:56.626+02:00Una Flor<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TJjxHasI3UI/AAAAAAAABh0/NwOkbtLAyeo/s320/blackrose0ck.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">La noche era bonita <br />cerré los ojos y<br />salí a soñar,<br /><br />soñé que era nube, <br />me hizo el viento</span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">... pasear<br /><br />la luna me sonrió <br />le enseñé una flor,</span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br />al verte reconoció que...</span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br />del jardín que cuidaba, <br />lo más bonito... <br /><br />eras tú.</span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: small;">(Repliega tus espinas y entrégame tu néctar)</span></span></span></i></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"></span></span></span></i></div><br /><div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #eeeeee; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #cc0000;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1009217401005" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1009217401005" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1009217401005/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a> </span></span></span></i></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TJj3-LABpbI/AAAAAAAABh8/5ratoBxFsZk/s1600/gatito.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TJj3-LABpbI/AAAAAAAABh8/5ratoBxFsZk/s320/gatito.png" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-373444042153895010?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-73944962638804636082010-09-05T02:07:00.001+02:002010-09-05T02:40:51.947+02:00Sólo una niña<a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TILeXvSoB6I/AAAAAAAABhs/U8L7zZfhMJA/s1600/ni%C3%B1a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TILeXvSoB6I/AAAAAAAABhs/U8L7zZfhMJA/s320/ni%C3%B1a.JPG" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">una cortina de agua<br />devolvió<br />algo más que tu reflejo,<br />en cuatro renglones complejos<br />marcados por arena del tiempo,<br />que arrastro a mi bolsillo</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;">quedome perplejo<br /><br />aprovechaste el tiempo<br /> reflejado en esa arruga<br />que en tu mirada perdura,<br />ya no sabemos si Alicia <br />o cualquier otra niña<br /></span></i><i><span style="font-size: large;">escapada o </span></i><i><span style="font-size: large;">atrapada <br /><br /><br />ni a tiempo ni a destiempo,<br />regresas por el camino<br />que guiada por el rayo<br />la tormenta te ha señalado.<br /> </span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">dile... </span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">al tiempo pasado<br />que el futuro te has marcado<br />con sueños y alegrías<br />para despertar un día<br /><br />y ver... <br />que sigues siendo </span></i></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">una niña.</span></i></div><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1009057241588" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1009057241588" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1009057241588/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-7394496263880463608?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-33766399876836019402010-08-07T18:04:00.002+02:002010-08-07T18:20:45.560+02:00Tocando...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="311" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TF2B2VprnYI/AAAAAAAABhU/BjTUmzsiXx0/s400/20070219114508-guitarra.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">tengo una guitarra, <br />la toco... de vez en cuando...<br />algún día le pondré cuerdas,<br /><br />otro aprenderé a acariciarla<br />como si de mujer se tratara <br />la llevaré de mi brazo.<br /><br />Pasión desatada en cuatro maderas, <br />mal pegadas a veces <br />que la música desgrana <br />en corcheas y corchetes... <br /><br />que al vuelo salen <br />cuando mis manos rozan... <br /><br />sus enceradas cuerdas</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" id="publishButton" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf("ubtn-disabled") == -1) {var e = document['postingForm'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}" target=""></a><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: x-small;"> Para tí Gazella</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-3376639987683601940?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-11874004587437619122010-07-09T08:14:00.005+02:002010-09-06T10:41:46.183+02:00Tú...<i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"></span></i><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TDa_DYe9HMI/AAAAAAAABf4/OqcSVoD_BlA/s320/sombra.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #999999;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999;"><br /></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>y sentado en mi infierno,</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>el cielo ante mi se abrió,</i></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>en sus puertas,</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>un ángel</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>con dulces palabras,</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>mi rostro acarició.</i></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>...y una lágrima,</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>por mi mejilla descendió.</i></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Mi fuego eterno</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>en rubí la transformó,</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>para ser recogida</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>por tus labios,</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>de los míos</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>entreabiertos,</i></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Dejándome...</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>tu aroma, tu sabor, tu sed y tu calor</i></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>y en el jardín de mi alma,</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>una bella flor brotó.</i></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>TÚ</i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016050" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016050" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016050/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TDa6nZQJR_I/AAAAAAAABfo/gu0xzmE2hPU/s1600/gatito.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TDa6nZQJR_I/AAAAAAAABfo/gu0xzmE2hPU/s320/gatito.gif" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-1187400458743761912?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-25068160132417652682010-06-19T22:28:00.001+02:002010-09-06T10:42:08.545+02:00Sombras<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TBpOi_6t1II/AAAAAAAABfY/LnDEKNBMhw8/s320/sombras.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Por un momento...</span></i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">te he abrazado,</span></i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en esa caricia...</span></i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">te he besado.</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Un guiño al tiempo,</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">un descosido,</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">que por tus manos </span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">ha sido bordado,</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">da la puntada acertada, </span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">de mi guiñapo</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">me habrás cambiado...</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en príncipe encantado.</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">En nuestro abrazo</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">una llama brota,</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">pasión contenida...</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">explota!</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Explosión de ilusiones</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">sentimientos puzzleados</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">encajados por un beso...</span></i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">nuestras sombras.</span></i></span></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1006176619663" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1006176619663" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1006176619663/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2506816013241765268?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-92180143690961943012010-05-30T17:00:00.001+02:002010-05-30T17:04:00.573+02:00El silencio de la Palabra<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TAI4KudBD1I/AAAAAAAABe0/t1l55QeDgZ4/s1600/silencio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/TAI4KudBD1I/AAAAAAAABe0/t1l55QeDgZ4/s320/silencio.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Sin los silencios...</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">las palabras perderían su importancia </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">y </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">sin palabras... </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">los silencios su significado. </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Dame tus palabras y comparte mi silencio </span></i><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1005306453139" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1005306453139" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1005306453139/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-9218014369096194301?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-33991471835692910702010-05-16T23:59:00.001+02:002010-09-06T10:42:43.592+02:00¿Dibujamos?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S_LE1kvMzmI/AAAAAAAABec/mlh9kqSnULA/s320/mac_y_cinceles.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Con lápiz y papel...</i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br />desdibujo segundos transgredidos por otros,<br />de un ayer, un hoy </i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>y un mañana.<br /><br /><br /><br />Me dejo mecer por la música<br />mientras tu vuelo me alza,<br />unos segundos...<br />del mundanal ruido<br />de mi presente.<br /><br /><br />Enseñándome...<br />un futuro inventado.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />¿coges un pincel ? </i></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>¿me ayudas a dibujarlo?</i></span></div><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1005126278134" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1005126278134" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1005126278134/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S-2tRc1KrSI/AAAAAAAABeE/v-Kh9ZpeaF0/s1600/gatito.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S-2tRc1KrSI/AAAAAAAABeE/v-Kh9ZpeaF0/s320/gatito.gif" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-3399147183569291070?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-17728913093325556082010-04-23T07:58:00.000+02:002010-04-23T05:18:09.169+02:00Mirada<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S9C31pKNXYI/AAAAAAAABck/dSUa_a7d_dk/s1600/gato-negro-gato-blanco2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="341" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S9C31pKNXYI/AAAAAAAABck/dSUa_a7d_dk/s400/gato-negro-gato-blanco2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Por una mirada tuya...<br /><br />hasta él me acerqué<br />y de sus llamas <br />el valor saqué <br />llegando a tus labios <br />donde deje mi alma, <br />mi lanza clavada <br />en tu corazón. <br /><br />Por ti princesa <br />me enfrenté al dragón<br /><br />sólo...<br />por una mirada tuya<br />deteniendo el tiempo <br />en un conservado beso <br />etéreos sueños traslado, <br />en realidades certeras. <br /><br />Con mi caricia tu sonrisa <br />crece como el rayo <br />de sol vespertino<br />que a través de tu ventana, <br />me permite con mis labios<br />acariciarte cada mañana...<br /><br /><br />Por una mirada tuya...</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1004226083303" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1004226083303" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1004226083303/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S9C39YrXu2I/AAAAAAAABcs/9rpcceBiJdA/s1600/gatito.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S9C39YrXu2I/AAAAAAAABcs/9rpcceBiJdA/s320/gatito.gif" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-1772891309332555608?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com41tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-55543753981527399532010-04-11T23:59:00.000+02:002010-04-12T19:47:46.878+02:00Piezas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="388" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S8ISCaS9xAI/AAAAAAAABcE/Xs9mccqExuM/s400/organillo.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Por cada segundo que te regalo</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">me devuelves tus suspiros,</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">entre tus labios respiro </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">el aire que me da vida,</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">más me la quitas</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">si me descuido.</span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">No es juego</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">ni </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"> entretenimiento,</span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">es la vida</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en sí misma,</span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">que se abre </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">para ser recibida</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">como un puzzle </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">cuyas piezas...</span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">hay que fabricarlas</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">mientras caminas.</span></span></i><br /><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">¿encajamos las piezas?</span></span></i></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1004115965598" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1004115965598" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1004115965598/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S8ISqwkOzOI/AAAAAAAABcM/tnoKH4DHJhM/s1600/gatito.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S8ISqwkOzOI/AAAAAAAABcM/tnoKH4DHJhM/s320/gatito.gif" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><br /><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-5554375398152739953?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-68254248631109366052010-04-01T08:58:00.000+02:002010-04-02T07:33:58.288+02:00Gotas<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="342" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S7UVgV6nt0I/AAAAAAAABa8/1Iwz9CxQdVk/s400/pareja+12.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Somos una gota de agua </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en un mar sin fin.</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Una gota que se desliza</span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">por la mejilla, </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">seca del tiempo que partió </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">desde el brillo </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">de una mirada perdida. </span></span></i><br /><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Ilusiones desprendidas, </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">envueltas en una caricia, </span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">que entre mis dedos </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">se impregna de tu sedosa piel,</span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">teñida por dos rayos de sol </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">escapados para iluminar tu sonrisa, </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">alegrándome el día. </span></span></i><br /><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Vagué en tu triste mirada,</span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">buscando mi mano en la tuya, </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">el sonido de las olas </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">nos acurrucaba.</span></span></i><br /><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">la luna sonrió,</span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">su faz nos iluminaba, </span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">recorriendo las horas</span></span></i><br /><i style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">que nuestro tiempo devoraba</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S7UMmOnJMsI/AAAAAAAABas/jit_U8nm6Yw/s320/gatito.gif" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1004015890228" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1004015890228" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1004015890228/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-6825424863110936605?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-45587416288243400472010-03-24T17:05:00.001+01:002010-03-24T17:05:59.648+01:00Quizá<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="297" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S6ozEo5sRxI/AAAAAAAABZE/hWBD3Uy0XRo/s400/Vernon%2BTrent.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Quizás... </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">seas un lienzo, </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">donde los óleos se mezclen </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">dando textura a mi ser.</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">O quizás... </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">un pentagrama </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">que en sus hilos tejidos </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">capture la belleza </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">del sonido de tus gemidos </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">al recorrerte. </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">O quizás... </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">La puerta entornada </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">con bisagras apretadas</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">que lubrico con palabras </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">y caricias desordenadas,</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">dando paso al camino</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">que descubre ilusiones.</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">O quizás...</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">seas el muro férreo,</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">y </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">mi sonrisa un grafitti,</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">dando libertad los sueños</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">de conquistar tu cielo</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">con placer. </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">O quizás...</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">seas terreno limpio</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">desprovisto de valdío</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">al que nutro con olvido</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">y recibo con cariño</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">y una caricia </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">con tiempo previsto</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #f3f3f3; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">¿Me dejas plantar mi huella?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S6o0gteozRI/AAAAAAAABZU/_I_bSSrJa8Q/s1600/huellagato1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S6o0gteozRI/AAAAAAAABZU/_I_bSSrJa8Q/s320/huellagato1.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S6oyKCTP8QI/AAAAAAAABY8/SsNSyijr7U0/s1600/gatito.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S6oyKCTP8QI/AAAAAAAABY8/SsNSyijr7U0/s320/gatito.gif" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1003245829275" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"></a><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1003245829282" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1003245829282" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1003245829282/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><br /><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-4558741628824340047?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-60258695967599904852010-03-16T12:22:00.004+01:002010-03-16T12:48:20.040+01:00el sexto...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S59pW67Zu-I/AAAAAAAABYc/Xv2Ya_UdcnE/s320/piscina.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br />tengo 6 pañuelos de seda,<br />¿te los quieres probar?<br /><br />dos para tus muñecas que coloco mientras los sujeto <br />con mi boca por un extremo y tú por el otro...<br />y tiramos lentamente...</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;">hasta que te hacen un ligero daño.</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br />A la cama estás sujeta pero como aún no estas quieta... <br />tus tobillos relamo mientra la seda los acaricia.<br /> </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;">Ahora inmóvil tú me miras<br />tu deseo se desata<br />tus pezones empequeñecen <br />su aureola se contrae<br />tu mirada me provoca<br />y el quinto como velo desaparece<br />ahora sientes<br />no me ves<br />y mis dedos te recorren...<br /><br />Una moneda resbala<br />la notas en tu piel...helada<br />y si fria<br />mientras mi lengua penetra<br />dentro de tu morada<br />y moviéndose muy lenta<br />juega con tu pistilo<br />que poco a poco <br />me entrega su flor<br />que penetro con mi tallo<br />que decidido entra<br />tímido sale <br />y a cada una de mis embestidas...<br />un gemido a mi me ofreces<br />fluye mi simiente dentro<br />mi calor tu sientes<br />y recuerdas mi moneda<br />que helada te penetra<br />sensaciones contrapuestas<br />ahora dime...<br />¿Las deseas?<br /><br /><br />y el sexto? </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">me dices completamente extasiada </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">con la mirada perdida </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">en la profundidad </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">de mis ojos...<br /><br /><br />el sexto... para unirnos </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">y </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">no poder separarnos.</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1003165759973" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1003165759973" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1003165759973/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S59v_LpQc8I/AAAAAAAABYs/ghzLq90ck9M/s1600-h/gatito.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S59v_LpQc8I/AAAAAAAABYs/ghzLq90ck9M/s320/gatito.gif" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Especialmente para Ti<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-6025869596759990485?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com46tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-17409042433979511832010-03-11T07:37:00.000+01:002010-03-11T04:40:34.966+01:00Avanti<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S5hJKSgk2-I/AAAAAAAABXQ/4MCKkNjK60M/s640/renunciation.jpg" width="514" /></a></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"> </a></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">si hoy pudiera acariciarte, </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">mis yemas dibujarte </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">estrellas fugaces </span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">como cometas </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">que enredan con el viento </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">como espirales </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">de humo aromatizado </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">al fervor de nuestro arrullo</span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">navegando de este sueño </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">susurrarte al oído... </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">caricias </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">que conquisten mundos </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">tu paraíso conocido</span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">con tu aroma como guía</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en tu mente parto </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">con rumbo perdido,</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">acomodando sentidos,</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en tu piel mimetizados </span></span></i><br /><br /><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">tras el aullido del lobo</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">las tinieblas vigilan </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">la llegada del amanecer</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">solitario </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">abandonado</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">estremecido </span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">bajo las sábanas </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">descubriendo los amantes </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">dejaban </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">caricias y lágrimas </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">de sudor mezclado</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">con pócimas de deseo</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">y sueños </span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">desterrados.</span></span></i><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S5guHlzRSbI/AAAAAAAABWw/nq8K6V7-gxQ/s1600-h/gatito.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S5guHlzRSbI/AAAAAAAABWw/nq8K6V7-gxQ/s320/gatito.gif" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1003115727489" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1003115727489" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1003115727489/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></i></span></div><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-1740904243397951183?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-85105597258484377772010-03-05T10:30:00.000+01:002010-03-05T10:31:16.869+01:00Do you meet Yardan Black?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="393" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S5BFMmP6cRI/AAAAAAAABV4/8SqGARKQA-o/s640/tristeza+%282%29.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Una ardua agonía </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">clamuflada en sonrisa </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">tras vestigios empapados,</span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">una voz se calla </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">clamando</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">despierta este día. </span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Dulce sonata tarareada </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">por una silueta siniestra</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">que por calle adoquinada </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">deja sus pasos pasar</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">tras la acera desilusionada.</span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Un neón presenta la velada</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">una moneda girada </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">y </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">te enfrentas a mi mirada</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">vacía </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">desentrañada</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">oscura</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">apagada.</span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Fuego interno </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">desatando mi deseo,</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">hielo eterno</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">encendiendo mi mirada.</span></span></i><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Pasajeros de entretiempo</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">con maletas extraviadas </span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en una estación abandonada</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">cuyas vías cruzadas...</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">desembocan en vidas.</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Do u meet Yardan?</span></span></i></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardan-diabinho.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S5BrBiXLxiI/AAAAAAAABWA/kiRLEplxGb0/s320/trem+niebla.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1003045693502" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><br /></a><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1003045693502" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1003045693502" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1003045693502/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-8510559725848437777?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-40390598837612281882010-02-27T18:59:00.000+01:002010-03-05T00:46:09.870+01:00CREES EN EL DESTINO ? (providencia o causalidad)<div style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S4sS-nyczTI/AAAAAAAABVo/IcXDWs-e5bY/s1600-h/serendipity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S4sS-nyczTI/AAAAAAAABVo/IcXDWs-e5bY/s640/serendipity.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;">Serendipity</span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;">Es un clásico ya en mi, cuando veo esta peli de nuevo , reponer este post que siempre consigue que mi mente se pierda en el tiempo y me recuerda que un día realicé lo mismo que los protagonistas de esta Peli.... </span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Estoy absolutamente convencido que existe algo que nos hace volver al sendero que tenemos diseñado, aunque deambulemos fuera de él sin sentido....</span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Esta parte de la Peli me resulta particularmente genial..... espero que disfrutéis</span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;">Lo primero que yo hice fue buscar el significado en el diccionario <span style="color: white;">(</span></span></i><span style="color: white;"> </span><b style="color: white;">serendipity</b><span style="color: white;"> es un descubrimiento o un hallazgo afortunado e inesperado. Se puede denominar así también a la casualidad, coincidencia o accidente.)</span><i><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666;">___________________________________________________________________________________</div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Necrológica que le dedica su mejor amigo...</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Jonathan Trigger, el destacado productor de la ESPN, murió anoche a causa de las complicaciones surgidas al perder a su alma gemela y a su prometida.</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Tenía 35 años.</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>De voz suave y obsesivo, Trigger nunca tuvo el aspecto de un romántico, pero durante los últimos días de su vida, desveló una parte desconocida de su mente. Esa persona oculta casi junguiana emergió durante la búsqueda en plan Agatha Christi de su ansiada alma gemela, una mujer con la que sólo paso unas pocas horas preciosas.</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Tristemente, la prolongada investigación terminó la noche del sábado en un completo y absoluto fracaso.</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Pero a pesar de la amarga derrota, el valiente Trigger seguía aferrado a la creencia de que la vida no es meramente una serie de accidentes o coincidencias sin sentido, ah ah, sino más bien un tapiz de acontecimientos que culminan con un plan exquisito y sublime.</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Cuando le preguntaron sobre la perdida de su amigo, Din Kasky, ganador de un premio Pulitzer y director ejecutivo de New York Times describió a Jonathan como un hombre nuevo los últimos días de su vida. "Veía las cosas más claras", observó Kansky.</i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Al final Jonathan concluyó que para poder vivir en armonía con el universo, todos nosotros debemos poseer una poderosa fe en lo que los antiguos llaman "Fatum" lo que comúnmente calificamos como</i></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: black; color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>DESTINO.</i></span></div></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666;"><br /></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UReFiAA31Y4&hl=es_ES&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UReFiAA31Y4&hl=es_ES&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />___________________________________________________________________________________ <br /><div><br /></div><div><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">El destino lo hacemos nosotros mismos,</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;">cada uno de nuestros comportamientos lo modifica y es curioso que a veces el destino quiere que circulemos por sus autovías y no tomemos las salidas </span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">o sólo las tomemos </span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">para estacionar en un área de servicio </span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">y retomar el camino...</span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;">Cuando los griegos morían, no escribían nunca necrológicas...</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;">Sólamente preguntaban:</span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i><br /><i style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span style="font-size: large;">¿Tenía Pasión?</span></i></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #666666;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="color: #eeeeee;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-4039059883761228188?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-58759103992804186472010-02-25T08:17:00.000+01:002010-02-25T04:27:56.956+01:00Proyecto<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Una X marca el destino....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;">Deja que la música y la letra te guíen... </div><div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;">al final estoy yo </div><div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;">si me buscas... me encuentras</div><div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-5875910399280418647?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-46003220906873149492010-02-19T11:54:00.000+01:002010-02-19T11:54:36.796+01:00Pasos<div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S35fdAPiyRI/AAAAAAAABUA/ryPOH-9J1-4/s400/arboles+secos.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Tantas veces yo esperé</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">el sonido de ese tren</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Tantas veces disfruté</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">tus risas al volver</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Cada vez que tus pies </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">el andén pisaban </span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">tu mirada me buscaba</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">y tus besos me llamaban</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">ansiedad de rozarnos</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">con segundos jaspeados</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">destronando la quietud</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">de un paseo alterado</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">por manos entreveradas</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">en un sendero apartado</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">de este parque solitario</span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1002195552639" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1002195552639" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1002195552639/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-4600322090687314949?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com46tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-67919614727102817462010-02-15T00:31:00.000+01:002010-02-15T00:32:43.855+01:00Somos Legiones<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S3hZN-7E_pI/AAAAAAAABTc/MG8s-bcDQPU/s400/gato+legion.jpg" width="400" /></a><a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Contemplas a ratos </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">como voy y vengo </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">como un gato,</span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">silencioso, </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">armonioso, </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">del tejado</span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">canalera abajo.</span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"> </span></i><br /><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Como yo hay muchos... </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">somos legiones,</span></i><br /><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">merodeamos por la vida </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">con miradas perdidas </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">pero...</span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">sabiendo donde vamos.</span></i><br /><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Levantamos pasiones </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">allí donde... </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">nuestros pies depositamos, </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">lanzando un grito al viento </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">recogemos tempestades </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">y mareas abismales.</span></i><br /><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Dame la mano niña </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">que hoy estabas perdida </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">y yo te encontré </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">en una oscura gruta </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">de la que no sabías salir.</span></i><br /><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">Ahora ves la luz </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">y de ella, </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">un destello </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">que en tu mirada </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">refleja ilusiones anudadas,</span></i><br /><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">nudos en la garganta seca, </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">palabras de animo </span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">te impiden dar... </span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">a quien con su mirada</span></i><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">me ata a ésta,</span></i><br /><br /><i style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">mi humilde letra.</span></i></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1002145520251" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1002145520251" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1002145520251/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-6791961472710281746?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-9894556718883564282010-02-14T15:05:00.002+01:002010-02-14T15:26:18.344+01:00El hermano bastardo de Cupido<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardan-diabinho.blogspot.com/?zx=e7ed7ee1f849517e"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S3gCyBiEyEI/AAAAAAAABTE/fbK9mx4YWns/s400/diablito25xp.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Soy un diablo prolijo</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">juguetón y descarado,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">que busca entrar en tu escondrijo</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">encendido y nacarado</span></span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Si resuelves mi acertijo</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">encerrado en mi apartado</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">me pillas seguro... fijo.</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">¿Caerás en brazos del hermano bastardo de Cupido?</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">donde la lujuría... te arrebata, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">la pasión... se desata, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">el placer se vierte </span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">fluyendo ardiente</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en las fuentes del deseo</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Olvidándote del amor... comienza mi fulgor</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">¿te aliento? </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">o prefieres... </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">mi abrazo y mi caricia escondida,</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">en mi tridente candente.</span></span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S3gHbTJojhI/AAAAAAAABTM/5tez-dUPEz4/s320/a+Y.S.J.00018B%26N.jpg" /></a><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1002145517282" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1002145517282" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1002145517282/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><br /><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-989455671888356428?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-2163416205298783062010-02-07T19:01:00.002+01:002010-02-07T19:02:54.970+01:00Hasta siempre<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S278JlEgjlI/AAAAAAAABRM/kXsIV_rZpHY/s1600-h/sombra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="260" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S278JlEgjlI/AAAAAAAABRM/kXsIV_rZpHY/s400/sombra.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">En la vida y en los sueños... <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;"> </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">la mejor apuesta es al negro. </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Una vuelta a la esquina,</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">un no mirar atrás, </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">una mirada al cielo<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />, </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">otra al infierno, </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">del que forjaste un estigma,</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;">que con el paso del viento,</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">enfrió un sentimiento... </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br />puro y bello... </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">como una flor en el desierto,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /> </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">que se abrió para cerrarse, </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">contenida en un suspiro...<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /> </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">del que únicamente conserva </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">sus palabras de aliento, </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">que llegado el momento...<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /> </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">hoy sentado en el muro, </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">atravesado de espinos sin alambres</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">volteado por el aire, </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">por palabras sin sentido</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">convertidas en reproches. </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><br />Hasta que llega la noche,</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">que <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />en su claridad opaca, </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">eleva la palabra a la luna, </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">sin prejuicios ni reparos, </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">para decir orgullosa,</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">que su estrella ha surgido, </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">para guiar su camino, </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">hacia un destino cierto, </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">adornado por <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />sonrisas </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i> </div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">y palabras cariñosas,</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">que ocultan pretenciosas, </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">una vuelta de tornillo</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">asegurando con firmeza... </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"> aquello que no se llevo el viento.</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016234" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016234" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016234/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-216341620529878306?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-23240789266394036202010-02-05T10:11:00.000+01:002010-02-05T10:11:47.912+01:00Paint in black !<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S2vf8BM--_I/AAAAAAAABQM/cuStlhlLzAI/s1600-h/escalera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S2vf8BM--_I/AAAAAAAABQM/cuStlhlLzAI/s320/escalera.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">la vida es una escalera, </span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">cuyos peldaños hay que superar,</span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">una vez superado... ¿por qué retroceder?</span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">El recuerdo es bueno, </span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">pero... </span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">sólo para darnos valor para avanzar</span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Sólo así, alcanzaremos las máximas cotas...</span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">mirando, pero... sin volver atrás...</span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Nacemos sólos...</span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Vivimos sólos...</span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Morimos sólos...</span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">pero en el camino </span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">siempre habrá alguien </span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">con quien compartir nuestra soledad.</span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">...ayer no estaba... </span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">hoy está...</span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">mañana... mañana?... </span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">el mañana se forja hoy... </span></i><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">¡vamos a aprovechar!</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br style="color: #444444; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Paint in black !!!!</div><br /><br /><br style="color: #660000;" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1001225364686" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1001225364686" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1001225364686/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></span></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2324078926639403620?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-41758301510110824492010-01-28T10:54:00.002+01:002010-02-14T14:15:23.886+01:00Pálpitos<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" height="293" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S2FeTdC1TEI/AAAAAAAABOg/zHxCXYHFUvc/s400/pasion.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: #666666;">encerré tu mirada </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">en mi mente</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">tus palabras </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">en mi almohada</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">acariciando tu sien </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">en tu oreja recogida,</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">de tu pelo una mata</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">y cabellos unos cien,</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">tomados en mis dedos, </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">te acaricié y jugué...</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">tus suspiros delataban</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">que mis juegos </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">tu palpito latente</span></i></span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: #666666;"> </span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;">desataba</span></i></span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="color: #666666;"> </span><br /></i></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1001285397297" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"></a><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1001285397297" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1001285397297" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1001285397297/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></span><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1001285397297" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><span style="color: #990000;"></span></a></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-4175830151011082449?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-48795885439127349172010-01-22T12:58:00.000+01:002010-01-22T12:58:40.921+01:00Renacer<div style="text-align: center;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S1lYtzvz-eI/AAAAAAAABMo/r7gENSVz0iQ/s400/embarazada+1.jpg" width="400" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>El futuro es incierto, </i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>el mañana descorazonador.</i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>La brisa de la sonrisa </i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>de un niño aún lactante,</i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>la ventana abrirá,</i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>dejando que entre el sol.</i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>Descubrirá un destino </i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>de felicidad desbordante</i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>en rostro radiante</i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>de la madre sonriente,</i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>dando envidia </i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>a los que desprecian</i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>el calor desprendido </i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>de una nueva vida.</i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i>Hoy renace una ilusión</i><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><h2><a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/2009/09/sin-decir-adios.html"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Wann könnten wir uns treffen</span></i></a></h2></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/1001225364556" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #1001225364556" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/1001225364556/label/logo2-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-4879588543912734917?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-41351310283706517482010-01-03T20:04:00.004+01:002010-01-09T06:50:55.534+01:00Te espero<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S0Dpi7OPp_I/AAAAAAAABJQ/Cxkw8TDYhP8/s1600-h/tuareg2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/S0Dpi7OPp_I/AAAAAAAABJQ/Cxkw8TDYhP8/s640/tuareg2.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;">Deambulando por el desierto del Blog, intentaré saciar tu sed con las más bellas palabras que me lleven a ti....<br /></div><div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;">ven a mi Oasis <br /></div><div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;">y <br /></div><div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: center;">sacia mi sed de ti.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">visitame en<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://moritocontrolador.blogspot.com/"> <i style="color: #990000;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Tuareg </span></b></i></a><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-4135131028370651748?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-63105105848803109592009-12-30T16:56:00.003+01:002009-12-30T17:23:38.528+01:00Mientras os toméis las uvas...<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Szt4lh1n1VI/AAAAAAAABHo/KjvVz55t4kE/s1600-h/biescas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Szt4lh1n1VI/AAAAAAAABHo/KjvVz55t4kE/s640/biescas.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i> ...yo que nunca las tomé </i><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>ni las tomaré,</i><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i> me sentaré junto a este árbol, </i><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>en esa bancada helada <br /></i><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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</style> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>Enquanto tomeis-vos as uvas...</i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>...eu que nunca as tomei </i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>nem as tomarei, </i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>me sentarei junto a esta árvore,</i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i> nessa bancada gelada</i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i> num lugar perdido do Pirineo, </i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>a pensar nos erros que cometi </i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>neste ano que se nos escapa </i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>e em todo aquilo que tentarei melhorar </i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>nos venideros. </i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>Se nestes doze que vêm não conseguis vossos desejos, </i><br /></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>recordai que tendes... tuda uma vida.</i><br /></div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/URl%20"><br /></a><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-6310510584880310959?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-12633319042614140802009-12-10T08:44:00.000+01:002009-12-11T01:57:50.123+01:00Imperfección<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SyFqmylpcKI/AAAAAAAABCQ/JtXp5WU5cYo/s1600-h/imperfecci%C3%B3n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SyFryr1NSuI/AAAAAAAABCY/7mUiFkSCEJ8/s1600-h/Un+hombre+est%C3%A1+partiendo_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SyFryr1NSuI/AAAAAAAABCY/7mUiFkSCEJ8/s640/Un+hombre+est%C3%A1+partiendo_01.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Una vida cometiendo errores,</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>la lámpara del destino encendió. </i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Mi faz iluminada enseñó </i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>lo que te daba,</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>todo o nada</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Una hoja sin envés</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>y en sus nervios </i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>su savia fluyendo</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>compartida y mezclada.</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Alimento de sus frutos</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>devorados sin compasión</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>por bocados enjutos</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>llenos de aflicción.</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Cegado por su luz</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>un error me llevó la vida,</i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>¡Acéptame como soy ! </i></span><br /><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Porque </i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>en mi imperfección </i></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>soy... </i></span><br /><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>el más perfecto.</i></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0912105097420" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0912105097420" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0912105097420/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-1263331904261414080?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-80529399277879322892009-11-27T12:25:00.004+01:002009-12-02T18:48:34.182+01:00Reflejo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SxaoMnCrEPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/9m6z27yy6AE/s1600-h/amantes+bn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SxaoMnCrEPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/9m6z27yy6AE/s400/amantes+bn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410696936924319986" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">Trasladado por segundos<br />en mis sueños te hallé<br />recortando retazos<br />de tu mundo desconocido,<br />delimitado por los colores<br />de un arcoiris caramelizado.<br /><br /><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" /><br />Otra apuesta sin tirada<br />una nueva travesura,<br />que ocultaba otras cien<br />encubiertas en locuras<br />de inocencias sin mesura.<br /><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" /><br />Mientras te pensaba<br />me acurruqué a tus pies,<br />levantando la mirada<br />de tu dulzura me sacié.<br /><img src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" /><br />Acunándonos en la lumbre<br />fuegos dorados abrasaban<br />de los dedos<br />las yemas,<br />de las pupilas<br />reflejos<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">al recorrer tu piel.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911275023413" rel="cc:license" cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911275023413" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911275023413/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-8052939927787932289?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-54811772769560348692009-11-20T21:26:00.006+01:002010-11-21T20:02:52.370+01:00¿como estarás........?<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404754826261392514" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SwGL4P1jbII/AAAAAAAAA6Y/mtx-xaJn_sE/s400/vejez-y-muerte.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 576px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 649px;" /></a><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">...que dura es la espera de la dama blanca,</span><span style="color: silver; font-family: georgia;"> <span style="font-style: italic;">c</span></span><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">uando anuncia su llegada los segundos se transforman en horas <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />desesperadas ante la mirada ausente del viajero.</span><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Somos transeúntes de un presente inacabado, culminado por una triste compañía,</span><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"> que entre penas y <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />sonrisas no puede encontrar palabras para enfrentarse al momento.</span><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Momento ensayado para el que <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />no estamos nunca preparados.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Una entrada en la penumbra o en la claridad de esta niebla, <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />que nos hace deambular sin rumbo hacia el comienzo de una experiencia jamás relatada.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Hoy mi niña parte de viaje,</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">su tren ha parado.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Una salida sin retrasos,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /> <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />esperando a su invitada<br />con un vagón señalado<br />y por ángeles escoltado. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">Un billete... sólo de ida.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016128" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016128" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016128/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-5481177276956034869?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-40250317328979679932009-11-11T17:11:00.012+01:002010-09-06T07:32:29.552+02:00Como una niña<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402879689947238066" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Svric8t6TrI/AAAAAAAAA5g/EmV5x6ukaQU/s400/ni%C3%B1a.jpg" style="display: block; height: 521px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 386px;" /><br /><br /><br /><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Sobre tacones altos</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">un suspiro se escapaba,</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">pesaban los años</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">y lanzabas la peonza.</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Dos arrugas marcadas</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">me hacían verte tan guapa,</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">que te daba vuelta al ruedo</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">como en la Maestranza.</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Sonrisa picarona</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">tu rostro dibujaba ,</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">cejas enarcadas</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">tus ojos marcaban,</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">oscuros como la noche,</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">brillantes como el lucero</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">en tu mano mi bellota</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">hábilmente arrebatada,</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">en tu mente mi derrota</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">hábilmente pactada.</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Como el día que te vi,</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">sentada, sonriente y juguetona</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">tú para mi siempre serás...</span><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><br style="color: #f3f3f3;" /><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">como una niña.</span></span></i></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016555" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016555" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016555/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-4025031732897967993?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-21719569739366683592009-11-04T21:18:00.002+01:002009-11-26T21:28:20.842+01:00Ahora que he muerto<a href="http://yardanfunclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400298455001684130" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SvG21TN3WKI/AAAAAAAAA3c/UGgqszOBRuo/s400/culpa+31.bmp" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 497px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 535px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;">mi alma...<br />se diluye en el tiempo,<br />ahora que he muerto<br />y se con certeza,<br />que aproveché mis momentos,<br />que di lo mejor de mi,<br />no lo lamento.<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />convertí...<br />el llanto en risa,<br />la tristeza en alegría,<br />la soledad en forajida.<br />otras veces...<br />no fue así,<br />pero estuve ahí.<br /><br />No todo fue bueno<br />la vida da para ello,<br />las alegrías alternas<br />son mejor recibidas<br />y las penas compartidas<br />se mitigan.<br /><br /><br />se lo que fui,<br />se lo que di...<br /><br />no fui el mejor,<br />pero en aquello,<br />di lo mejor de mi,<br />no supe hacerlo mejor.<br /><br />todo da igual,<br />ahora que he muerto<br />me diluyo en el tiempo<br />la bruma me abriga<br />en esta pasarela,<br />que aquí termina.<br /><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />Mañana..... Resucitaré.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016494" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016494" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016494/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2171956973936668359?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-37385886997826348992009-10-27T02:56:00.002+01:002009-11-26T20:51:47.721+01:00Tiempos compuestos<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SuWn_j9ZrGI/AAAAAAAAA1k/-xkbANnWSVg/s1600-h/yardan+blue+bn.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396904438899780706" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SuWn_j9ZrGI/AAAAAAAAA1k/-xkbANnWSVg/s400/yardan+blue+bn.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 478px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 639px;" /></a><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;"></span><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">Heridas viejas,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">estigmas del pasado ,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">marcan los surcos de mi piel,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">sonrisas entretenidas</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">de mi memoria desenfocadas,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">que mi mente aleja,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">en 8 milímetros sin riel.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman;">Mágico abrazo al presente,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman;">desbordado de sensaciones,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman;">que fluye como un torrente,<br />transformando acciones<br />y nuevos horizontes<br /></span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">Un futuro por relatar,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">sesgado en particiones,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">hábilmente cosidas al bies,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">que sin medida empuja,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">en esta hoja sin envés,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">que una mañana de viento,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">apático por instantes,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">se levantó en vuelo,</span><br /><span style="color: silver; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;">borrando su regreso.</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016586" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016586" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016586/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-3738588699782634899?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-28815614380813103742009-10-13T19:57:00.000+02:002009-12-02T18:34:46.476+01:00Clamando<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392454515308918898" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/StXYz6xweHI/AAAAAAAAAz0/1SSBXDLsYWE/s400/rabia.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 432px; text-align: center; width: 578px;" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >mi deseo... mimarte </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >como tú mimas a tus rosas</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >¡desnúdate! </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >para recibir caricias </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >por cada arañazo, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >que me den tus espinas,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >recibiendo...</span><br /><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >... un beso</span></span> <br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >por el aroma </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >que penetra en mi cerebro,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >descubriendo sentidos traviesos</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >... un abrazo </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >por cada roce </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >de tus pétalos en mis dedos, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >que te recorren, </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >como un libro de braile abierto</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >... una palabra bonita </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >por cada desprecio que reciba</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >en mi caminar junto a ti</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >...un adiós </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >por no reconocer </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >lo que era para ti,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >minutos que desprendí</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >cada espina anclada </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >dejó colgado un recuerdo,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >engrosando tu camino</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >de cadenas, grilletes y penas</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >apagados gritos</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >despertando al temido.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >Ahora llega el juego</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >y a mi regresa el sonido</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >de una nana tarareada</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >para el infante dormido</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >No despiertes al niño dormido </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >que acurrucado en tu vientre</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >en su sueño poseído</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >por sonrisas singulares</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >recuerda las espinas</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;color:silver;" >del olvido</span></span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016173" rel="cc:license" cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016173" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016173/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2881561438081310374?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-61064049159183907952009-09-29T07:56:00.004+02:002009-11-26T21:31:38.791+01:00Momentos vividos<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372924562919334834" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SpB2bEnHI7I/AAAAAAAAAuw/Ref2-0TCKNY/s400/pareja3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 577px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 577px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: silver; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #cccccc;">Si por un momento</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">enfocáramos nuestro aliento</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">en conseguir un deseo.</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">Si nuestra mirada</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">no se perdiese mar adentro.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">Nuestras manos alcanzaran</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">atrapar el viento</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">contenido en la sonrisa de un niño.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">Los momentos grisáceos se rasgarían</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">en pequeños trocitos de cortina,</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">que apañados con buen hilo,</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">se transforman en minutos con sentido.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">Mientras el rocío de la mañana</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">depositando sus perlas</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">en nuestro rostro compungido,</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">nos resucita a la vida</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">para mirar sin medida,</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">nuestros sueños atrapados</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">en nuestra monotonía.</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">La recompensa</span><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">no es la meta,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #cccccc;">son los momentos vividos.</span></span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016463" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016463" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016463/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #cccccc;"> </span><br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-6106404915918390795?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com57tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-21538207810826962482009-09-13T20:01:00.003+02:002009-11-26T21:36:26.528+01:00Sin decir adios<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372904895238443826" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SpBkiQylEzI/AAAAAAAAAug/d4I4rb-r1-E/s400/despedida2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 447px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 679px;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"> </span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-size: 85%;"></span><span style="font-size: 180%;"><span style="color: #3333ff; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /><br /><div style="color: silver; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Camino con la mirada perdida,<br />sueños desvanecidos en la bruma,<br />sonidos lejanos que me guían.<br /><br />Rabia contenida desmedida,<br />sonrisa partida por actos de rebeldía,<br />aceleran mi huida<br />al otro mundo de realidad agitada,<br /><br />donde las manos se alzan<br />permitiendo la despedida<br />testas apartadas y avergonzadas<br />por permitir mi marcha.<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />Palabras borradas por mentiras<br />calor helado contagiado por un beso,<br /><br />un beso clavado en el Hades<br />hacia donde mis pies cansados<br />caminan sin su amo.<br /><br />Hoy por fin despierto<br />con sentimientos enfrentados<br />para convencerme a mi mismo<br /><br />que en la soledad<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />nos encontramos<br /><br />y<br /><br />nos despedimos<br /><br />sin decirnos...<br /><br />adiós</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016418" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016418" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016418/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2153820781082696248?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com48tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-45340113268528116632009-09-03T22:01:00.005+02:002009-12-04T12:51:36.841+01:00Desorientado<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372908174700070850" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SpBnhJvKR8I/AAAAAAAAAuo/QG5-zt7cY-Y/s400/Dock+by+n.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 271px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >el sol,<br />su sonrisa iluminaba,<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >la luna,<br />me enseñó la dentadura</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >y en mí,<br />se creo una duda,</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-size:small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >hoy la busco<br />no la encuentro</span><span style="font-size:small;">,</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >miro al cielo<br />miro al suelo<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >desaparecida por completo.</span><span style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >Se perdió de mi mirada</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >hostigada por la bruma,</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >las estrellas la señalaban.</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-size:small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >paseo por el muelle viejo</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >desgastado por el uso</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >y el azote de los vientos</span><span style="font-size:small;">,</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >mientras</span><span style="font-size:small;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >la mar<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >su lengua</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" > levanta ,</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >acariciándome la mirada</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >cerrada en un segmento</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >reposada en el tiempo</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >ignorando el pensamiento,</span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:Times,";"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >hoy la busco<br />no la encuentro</span><br /></div><div face="Times,"" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >miro al cielo<br />miro dentro<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:small;" >y<br /><br />no veo movimiento</span><br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016289" rel="cc:license" cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016289" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016289/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none ;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-4534011326852811663?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-82513903439333258482009-08-29T18:48:00.003+02:002009-11-26T22:17:47.660+01:00Sentidos<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SpBQ30raihI/AAAAAAAAAuY/voTGyRt4ATc/s1600-h/souls.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372883275416766994" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SpBQ30raihI/AAAAAAAAAuY/voTGyRt4ATc/s400/souls.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 349px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: silver; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #666666;">Deseo en mis momentos perdidos,</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> recoger tu alma en un sueño</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> entre mis brazos fornidos,</span><br style="color: #666666;" /> <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" style="color: #666666;" width="0" /><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> mientras te beso</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> y anhelo</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> enseñarte en un sólo vuelo,</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> mundos perdidos</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> y deseos desconocidos,</span><br style="color: #666666;" /> <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" style="color: #666666;" width="0" /><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> haciendo fluir en tus entrañas</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> de entre cenizas apagadas,</span><br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> el placer de un gemido...</span><br style="color: #666666;" /> <br style="color: #666666;" /><span style="color: #666666;"> que arrebate el sentido.</span><br /><br /></span><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016210" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016210" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016210/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-8251390343933325848?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-42827421523785854602009-08-23T22:51:00.000+02:002010-11-13T22:56:17.987+01:00Pequenamorados<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SpB8VnfcfvI/AAAAAAAAAu4/qndXPLGZJBo/s1600-h/nyfaxk.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372931066272972530" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SpB8VnfcfvI/AAAAAAAAAu4/qndXPLGZJBo/s400/nyfaxk.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />RECUERDA PAUSAR EL REPRODUCTOR DE MÚSICA PARA ESCUCHAR EL VIDEO</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uYxS8ir4HDM&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uYxS8ir4HDM&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Bajo la mirada de la inocencia,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">descubrimos un mundo interior,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">que ocultamos por un cierto miedo al que dirán.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Destruyendo la fantasía-realidad más bonita</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">que jamás pudo contarse.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia;">Y </span></span><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">es<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia;">ese proceso evolutivo<br />del encuentro de dos almas que renacen juntas.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Si por un momento, mientras veis el vídeo, la sonrisa llega a vosotros</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">sabed....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">que sabéis lo que significa,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">y que no habéis perdido<br /><br />ese espíritu.</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-4282742152378585460?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-20724007802894802672009-08-18T11:35:00.002+02:002009-11-26T21:55:19.974+01:00Deriva<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371057321992937874" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SonULWGmYZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/V1ENEL-1b7g/s400/barco_fantasma.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 325px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">tu embrujo siento, </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">recorriendo mis venas, </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">como un barco zozobrando, </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">sobre olas encrespadas, </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">en mi océano, </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">de movedizas arenas, </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">que te atrapan </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">y te envuelven</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">en mi mundo aislándote</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">de la realidad aparente,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">para regalarte</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">mundos compartidos </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">deseos desprendidos</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">en un sueño de papel<br />donde navegamos </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">a la deriva</span><br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016296" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016296" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016296/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2072400780289480267?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-35077726492821306192009-08-06T20:39:00.003+02:002009-11-26T22:16:42.980+01:00Aspavientos<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Snr_dkLlMfI/AAAAAAAAAto/54NVA5zf0ac/s1600-h/au.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366882789358907890" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Snr_dkLlMfI/AAAAAAAAAto/54NVA5zf0ac/s400/au.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 262px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br /><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Hojas arrancadas a destiempo</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">momentos</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">por silencios culminados,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">canto de avutarda malhumorada</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">ralentí de segundos iluminados</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">por pábilos azulados,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">en una lectura aventajada</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">de futuros imaginados</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">por ilusiones desairadas,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">perforando la mejilla</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">con partículas de arena</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">elevadas por el viento,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">imaginación volada</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">de recuerdos<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">de terciopelo dorado,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">como pétalos de lluvia</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">en tus pupilas contenidos</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">enrojecidas por un día,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">remolino de pensamientos</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">removidos por Eolo</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">amainando por momentos,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">huracán de sentimientos</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">rebrotados sin permiso</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">una noche de aspavientos</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016227" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016227" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016227/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-3507772649282130619?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-51936722963059061962009-07-31T22:30:00.002+02:002009-08-01T17:43:53.181+02:00Feelings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SkklHgXFO8I/AAAAAAAAAr4/UxXMkaayZ14/s400/Toonami+sentinel+deviant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352850442982603714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;">Algunas veces nos quedamos sin palabras...<br /><br /><br />o<br /><br />es mejor no pronunciarlas.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />veremos que pasa <br />Tomorrow<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-5193672296305906196?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com40tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-71966947440797684962009-07-26T03:22:00.003+02:002009-11-26T22:47:14.414+01:00Slave to Love<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362445037647634546" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Sms7WayLIHI/AAAAAAAAAsw/0KuSlxWLCu0/s400/rsao89.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 350px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">un beso lanzado al viento, </span><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">despertó en tí un sueño </span><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">de nubes de algodón</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">dulces, como mis besos </span><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">cuando acarician tu cuerpo, </span><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">desbordando mi imaginación,</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">soñando tu piel </span><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">y tu aroma </span><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">penetrando en mi sien</span><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">y transformándose....</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">en ca<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" />nción</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;">escúchala mientras sientes</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-style: italic;"> cómo<br /><br />soy yo</span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016043" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016043" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016043/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-7196694744079768496?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-29452535121486133982009-07-15T23:59:00.004+02:002009-11-26T21:56:02.815+01:00Viento<a href="http://lablogoteca.20minutos.es/yardan-8837/0/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358679432740885650" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Sl3ajXW2VJI/AAAAAAAAAsY/jwk63x9FHWU/s400/viento.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: silver; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">sin despertarte<br />recordé un sueño<br /><br />vestido de esperanzas<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />de momentos compartidos<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />donde el chocolate<br />era dulce amargo,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />mis palabras... promesas,<br />las tuyas.... sello<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />un mundo ciego<br />de realidad transformable,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />de presentes aciagos,<br />de sueños invocables,<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />y fundiéndome con hielo<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />me transformo...<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />en indomable</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016272" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016272" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016272/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2945253512148613398?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-76426708129119108202009-07-03T08:59:00.003+02:002009-11-26T21:46:00.932+01:00This is the life<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Sk2d3La4Z4I/AAAAAAAAAsA/dSohl9rqh_k/s1600-h/hombre%2Bsolo-blanco%2Bnegro.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354109103297292162" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Sk2d3La4Z4I/AAAAAAAAAsA/dSohl9rqh_k/s400/hombre%2Bsolo-blanco%2Bnegro.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 450px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 614px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"><br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Pensamientos</span> oscuros,<br />agitan mi mente,<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />mis deseos se amontonan,<br />fluyendo de mi interior.<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />La <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">valkiria</span> desatada,<br />bramando placeres a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Odin</span>,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />que reparte suertes en su banquete.<br /><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br />Mil palabras derramadas,<br />sólo una gota hizo su entrada,<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />su efecto aún perdura,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />bajo el influjo de la luna,<br /><br />que despacio la bruma trajo,<br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">transformándose</span> en penumbra,<br /><br />con un guiño de tinte rojo,<br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">convirtiéndolo</span> en diablura<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />nuestras cuerpos se fundieron,<br />nuestra mente esbozó...<br /><br /><br />un mañana <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">esperanzador<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></span><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />cuando en mis brazos,<br />sientas mi calor.</span></span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016357" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016357" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016357/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-7642670812911910820?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-17691624239401337562009-06-27T09:16:00.003+02:002009-11-26T21:41:16.596+01:00Apariencias<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351727798304703538" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SkUoE_CJBDI/AAAAAAAAArw/cQnfmatnwWk/s400/caminante+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 313px;" /></a><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">Falsas apariencias</span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">coronan tu mente</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">acérrimo encuentro </span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">de<br />reproches y dudas,</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">constante reguero </span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">de<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />desdichas y dichos</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">un <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sin vivir</span> en tu jardín dorado</span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">de replegados bichos</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">recuerdos enraizados</span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">como yedras envolventes</span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">que te asfixian.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">tallos entrecruzados</span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">destinos separados</span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">marcando una vida.</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">sólo los ojos del alma, </span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">revelan la gran verdad,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">ojos que dan la calma,</span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">ojos de serenidad</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">ojos que ciegos nacen,</span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">ojos que entrenar,</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">ojos que cuando se abren,</span><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">no se vuelven a cerrar</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">y si se cierran... </span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="color: #666666; font-style: italic;">nunca más... ... se abrirán</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016371" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016371" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016371/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-1769162423940133756?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com40tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-84931250525412590502009-06-18T23:59:00.003+02:002009-11-26T20:58:27.688+01:00Mirando a través de<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348338073109338850" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SjkdJAphGuI/AAAAAAAAAro/iYt9JUJRIMI/s400/gato-negro-de-ojos2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 343px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Tus ojos...<br />vestían tristeza,<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />un lastre de recuerdos,<br />como una cortinilla pendía,<br />levantada con tu sonrisa.<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />Envuelta en melancolía,<br />la nostalgia trasnochaba.<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />Tras unas gafas oscuras<br />que impedían descubrir,<br />el mundo que te ofrecían,<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />sin prejuicios ni dobleces,<br />sin engaños ni mentiras<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016579" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016579" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016579/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-8493125052541259050?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com54tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-55694101634390311662009-06-12T19:01:00.007+02:002009-11-26T21:34:48.626+01:00Interminable<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346489506045519506" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SjKL4PsyZpI/AAAAAAAAArg/BvCdQ-pL9Pc/s400/IMAGE_015+retoca.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="color: #999999; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Si por sólo un segundo,<br />un halo mágico me envolviera<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />conseguiría transformar<br />todo aquello que me rodea<br />en una cúpula de aire envolvente<br /><br />para así...<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />conservar a ratos mi mente,<br />que se pierde y se marea<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />en las curvas que te encierran,<br />en las palabras que dejas,<br /><br />Con mis labios doy un reto<br />siguiendo con deleite,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />embadurnando tu cuerpo<br />en besos de chocolate,<br /><br />mientras...<br /><br />nuestro calor lo deshace<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />en pequeñas gotitas<br />de placer amargo,<br /><br />que extraigo de tus labios<br />dulcemente entornados<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />esperando a los míos<br /><br />en un segundo<br />interminable</span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016432" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016432" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016432/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><span style="font-size: 85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-5569410163439031166?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-82798073255022356522009-06-06T21:40:00.002+02:002009-11-26T22:40:11.491+01:00Dos segundos<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SimD5mln7UI/AAAAAAAAArI/K1OqxqYWpd8/s1600-h/barandilla+2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343947458485939522" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SimD5mln7UI/AAAAAAAAArI/K1OqxqYWpd8/s400/barandilla+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 354px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">Dos segundos bastaron,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">para elevar tus sentidos,</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">en todo su recorrido,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">solo dos faltaron, </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">para acercarte,</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">a mi mundo subterráneo, </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">construido en cavernas,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">de sentimientos blindados.</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">Intereses contrapuestos</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">yo me alejo</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">tu me acercas</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">tu te vas </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">yo te traigo.</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">Amalgama de dos mentes,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">camino y final compartido.</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">sonidos diferentes</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">pasos fundidos,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">por el calor de las llamas,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">de este infierno </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">en desuso,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">de tu mano...</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;">transformado en paraíso</span><br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016104" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016104" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016104/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-8279807325502235652?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com47tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-57005088728289394692009-05-30T11:51:00.007+02:002009-11-26T22:48:35.204+01:00TIME<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SiEIhoDTx7I/AAAAAAAAAqw/SSCiAxCnozk/s1600-h/need+time.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341560006818121650" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SiEIhoDTx7I/AAAAAAAAAqw/SSCiAxCnozk/s400/need+time.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br /><div style="color: #339999; text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: #999999;">Un tic tac<br />el ritmo marcaba,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="color: #999999;">los minutos,<br />por un eslálom resbalaban,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: #999999;">esquivando precipicios,</span><br /><span style="color: #999999;">el vagón con sesenta llenaban,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="color: #999999;">esperando a los siguientes,</span><br /><span style="color: #999999;">en el tobogan se apelmazaban.<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="color: #999999;">Como en un juego de niños,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><span style="color: #999999;">giraban,<br />se sentaban,</span><br /><span style="color: #999999;">dejando juguetes tirados.<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="color: #999999;">y al sonido del tic tac,</span><br /><span style="color: #999999;">las saetas empujaban,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><span style="color: #999999;">hacia la hora señalada.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #999999;">Disfrutad de la velada,</span><br /><span style="color: #999999;">absorber vuestra mirada.<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: #999999;">La suerte esta echada.</span></span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016036" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016036" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016036/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-5700508872828939469?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-87248449283309717602009-05-24T20:12:00.010+02:002009-11-26T21:53:01.719+01:00Volé<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/ShmN8vgSMCI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yM-BFYU3zQE/s1600-h/alcatraz+agua.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339454907907977250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/ShmN8vgSMCI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yM-BFYU3zQE/s400/alcatraz+agua.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 364px;" /></a><br /><br /><div style="color: #339999; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: small;">Desplegué mis alas y volé</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">recorrí distancias impensables,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">admire la belleza de las olas plateadas</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">cuando en picado bajaba a saludarlas,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">iluminando con su brillo el camino seguido<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">la luna me acompañaba,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">en la noche cuando la oscuridad me envolvía</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">hasta que un rayo de luz aparecía</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">el horizonte me indicaba,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">bucee en la calidez que me ofrecía</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">limpiando los rastros que cargaba</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">y en medio de mi desnudez<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">me convertía en un vagabundo,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">desapegado de las partituras</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">que todavía perduraban en la lejanía</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Allí por donde pasaba</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">mi morada establecía</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">una nueva partida<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">con mas cosas aprendidas.</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Forjaba mi carisma</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">y en mis alforjas algo de ti guardaba<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">mientras en mi mente<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">tu imagen se difuminaba.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016319" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016319" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016319/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-8724844928330971760?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-54566474269333271752009-05-20T17:05:00.009+02:002009-11-26T22:25:22.232+01:00Calles de Silencio....<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/2009/05/eleccion.html" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337918029906101138" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/ShQYKqy0w5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/iCJ-AGW-ipI/s400/volver.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 271px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sacudo mis ropas</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">quitando vestigios de un ayer,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">un pasado trastocado</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">revuelto y agitado.<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Calles de silencio<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">removían pensamientos,</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">como fantasmas noctámbulos</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">evaporando los malos momentos</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">del carril indebido donde<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">apenas percibía las señales</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">mientras un cuentagotas sin freno</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">colmaba mi paciencia.</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ovillo de alambres espino ensangrentados,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">que recorto con mis pasos</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">y mis heridas cicatrizadas.</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Levantando la mirada</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">desafío a la vida<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">con una sonrisa fría.</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Hoy soy destino<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">mañana seré yo mismo.</span><br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016159" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016159" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016159/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-5456647426933327175?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-57466126402106749772009-05-17T15:44:00.006+02:002010-04-10T03:10:27.233+02:00Deseos<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/2009/02/sonaba.html" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336804616479466002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/ShAjhejsYhI/AAAAAAAAAn8/z1Vq0l_AtSk/s400/tres_deseos_de_un_trago.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 392px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">Abrazaste un sueño encontrando desvelos<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">sonreíste como una cortina rasgada</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">y tu alma no viste,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">por tu mejilla lágrimas manchadas</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">el tiempo las dibujaba desfilando por ellas,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">y el maldito no sonaba</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">los minutos transcurrían,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">el palpito se desataba</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">las horas se vacían,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">una mueca se formaba</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">la soledad traslucía.<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">Un pensamiento martilleante</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">constante y compasado,</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">transformaba en humillantes<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">los minutos distanciados,</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">desde el último instante</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">tristemente anunciado en que me sonreíste.<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">Acompañas desvelos buscando tu sueño</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">¿Quieres que atrape tus sueños</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">y transforme tus desvelos en anhelos?<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tienes 3 deseos,</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: large;">elíge bien: hoy los concedo.</span></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016500" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016500" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016500/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-5746612640210674977?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-3222136120469088472009-05-13T20:32:00.000+02:002010-11-22T08:04:29.069+01:00paseamos...?<div style="color: #999999; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/2008/11/un-billete-slo-de-ida.html"><br /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">Hoy te invito a un paseo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">Apaga la luz, relájate.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">Pincha en la foto,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">espera que se cargue y disfruta.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.electricoyster.com/electric3d/index.html" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335730373735348530" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SgxSgUfB-TI/AAAAAAAAAn0/4ztgN6-SolU/s400/nubes23.jpg" style="display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">Utiliza el ratón para maniobrar, </span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">sube el volumen y cuéntanos tu experiencia.<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;"><br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-322213612046908847?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-63395207034213868072009-05-10T21:30:00.004+02:002009-11-26T22:27:05.810+01:00....en las nubes<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/2009/01/bifurcados.html" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334233663853568162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SgcBQVrsIKI/AAAAAAAAAns/I0GVSd-9NGo/s400/castillo+nubes.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 460px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 615px;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="color: #336666; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">He construido un castillo en las nubes<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">para hacerte sentir mi cariño,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lo he llenado de sueños y esperanzas,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lo he decorado con las más bellas flores.</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Y encontré una princesa para mi castillo,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">hermoso como la bruma de medianoche.</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cálido como tu sonrisa,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">ojos negro azabache</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">y sonrisa angelical.</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">No levantaba los párpados para no perder su imagen,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">no abría los brazos para no perder tu ser,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">dormida en mi abrazo entre mi alma y mi cuerpo</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">te contemplé miles de veces, lentamente,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">quería hablarte, despertarte de ese sueño,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">le di mil vueltas sin atreverme a tocarte,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">no quise alterar esa belleza nocturna,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">me senté desconsolado en la esquina de la cama,</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">hasta que el rayo matutino me despertó<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">y me hizo ver que estaba sólo<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">como cada noche eterna.</span><br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016142" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016142" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016142/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-6339520703421386807?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-39667511305016817122009-05-04T20:13:00.006+02:002009-11-26T22:00:13.677+01:00Rehaciéndome<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332034532131427298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Sf8xKBnPU-I/AAAAAAAAAnI/nUyKQQr9NA4/s400/sueno1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 459px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 615px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: italic;">tus párpados se cerraron</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">como un puño prieto<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">y de ellos...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">lágrimas negras cayeron,</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">gotas de lluvia</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">por tu mejilla resbalan,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sabor salado</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">que en tu boca</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">se endulzaban.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Mis brazos se abrieron, <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">y...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">el fragor de mi interior,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">para arroparte un instante<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dándote mi calor sincero.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Una sonrisa brotó</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">rebosando mi cáliz,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mi corazón sonrió<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">al verte feliz</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">el calor que te dí </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">no volverá a surgir,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mi magia se acabó</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">consumida para tí</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">he de partir <img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">volviendo a vivir</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">todo aquello...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">que no fui</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">todo aquello...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">que rehuí</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016258" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016258" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016258/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-3966751130501681712?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-20890056606360090162009-05-02T22:49:00.008+02:002009-11-26T21:29:43.161+01:00Elección.......<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331331678313739682" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Sfyx6jGtdaI/AAAAAAAAAm4/WbLiTHrNanQ/s400/desolada.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 496px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 558px;" /></a><br /><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">Una elección acertada </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">me separó de tu mirada, </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">bajé mis ojos </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">y decidí<br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">continuar mis huellas sólo, </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">y olvidarme de las tuyas,<br /><br /></span><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">que tenían otros ojos,</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">accedí por la ventana </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">y mi fuerza huracanada, </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">explotó enfurecida </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">al verse atrapada </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">en una jaula compartida. </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"> </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">Me querías en exclusiva, </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">pero tú podías ser compartida, </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">un egoísmo extremo </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">que comprendí a tiempo, </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">tú no, pero yo si, </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">bonita forma de compartir. </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">Ahora ya no tienes que elegir, </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">lo primario lo posees, </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">lo secundario...</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">ha desaparecido, </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">cuando en las noches </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">de soledad compartida </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">me recuerdes,</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">llorarás </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">por haber perdido</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">lo que no supiste conservar, </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">por dejarme en segundo lugar. </span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="color: #999999; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"> <a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016487" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016487" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016487/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2089005660636009016?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-15262933574916414052009-04-29T07:45:00.013+02:002011-02-27T22:57:44.151+01:00Errante<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330000867198683714" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Sff3jJXmykI/AAAAAAAAAmw/XN_hl0HNMhs/s400/Estrella+011.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 438px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 628px;" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #339999; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Soy una estrella errante,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">con un camino por delante</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">la mirada distante,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">enfundada en mi semblante</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">mi sendero ilumino<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">con un pequeño farolillo</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">que encontré...</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">por ahí perdido<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">arrojado por un desconocido...</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">que comenzó su destino</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">por el mismo camino.</span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Forjado por la luna<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">que iluminó mi estrella</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">con su máxima potencia,</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">y perdió así su esencia</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">para marcar mi destino.</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">No soy caballero andante<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">con mirada fulminante,</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">solo un caminante</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">que con paso aturdido<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">va buscando su destino.</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Y siguiendo a la luna</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">con su estela aún difusa,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">por una capa oscura,</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">divagando entre locuras<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">afronta la distancia</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">que de su final le separa.</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">En un alto del camino</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">reposté mis energías,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">y la luna...</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">haciendo de las suyas</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">me dedicó su canción<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">para llenarme de alegría</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">mientras me sonreía,</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">y decía que era mía<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">hasta que el sol naciese ...</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">u otra estrella</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">se cruzase...</span></div><div style="color: #999999; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016401" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016401" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016401/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-89cd2dc071acca58" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param 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href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/2009/01/zuxdo.html" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328406057778726898" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SfJNFBTwx_I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/B9DqdiLPZrE/s400/Camino+empedrado+3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /></a><br /><br /><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">Caminaré taciturno...<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">pensando en lo desandado,<br /></span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">para levantar la cabeza<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">y gritar...</span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small;"> </span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br />que soy una estrella errante... </span> <span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br />con un horizonte por delante<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br /><br />un adoquín colocaré... </span> <span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br />con cada cosa aprendida,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">el camino empedraré...</span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small;"> </span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br />con sangre de mis heridas</span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small;"> </span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br /><br />todo el que me acompañe,</span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">recibirá el calor... </span> <span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br />que a mí me guía </span> <span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />por los desfiladeros </span> <span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">de esta vida...</span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">no sigo ni guío a nadie,</span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small;"> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></span></span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;">pero acepto acompañante</span> <span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br /><br />¿quieres billete de ida?</span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small;"> </span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br />entonces...</span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small;"> </span><span style="color: #666666; font-size: small; font-style: italic;"><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br />toma mi mano</span><br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016203" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016203" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016203/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2766425441294013972?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-6035205593116620782009-04-22T21:17:00.007+02:002009-11-26T21:52:08.793+01:00UN REGALO........<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/2009/01/zuxdo.html" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327616472204355634" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Se9-9F1CqDI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Re1oBxqoLOo/s400/1149221443_f.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 291px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">tronaron mil palabras </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Una permaneció volando...</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">de tus labios la atrapé</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">y envolví tu regalo</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Disfruté con tu risa </span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">de ella hice un lazo...</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">sostenido por la brisa</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">te atraje a mis brazos</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">tus gemidos rompieron...</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">un susurro despierto,</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">adornando tu sonrisa</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">disipada por el cierzo</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Erizando tu último vello</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">renacido de tu rosa</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">ansiosa y turgente...</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">al separar de tus pétalos</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">tu cielo resplandeciente</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">como alas de mariposa</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">con...<br /><br />un pellizco de mis labios</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">y una ráfaga de mi mente...</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">apareció tu sonrisa</span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">¿aceptas mi regalo...?</span><br /></div><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016326" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016326" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016326/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-603520559311662078?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-66389640971058003572009-04-17T22:50:00.009+02:002009-11-26T21:23:46.788+01:00JUGANDO<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/2009/01/bifurcados.html" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325766679764615522" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/Sejsk__7QWI/AAAAAAAAAk0/pAtZO5FykQY/s400/Gato+estelar.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">tantas vueltas di...<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">a la cabeza,<br /><br />que...<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">acabé por desenroscarla,<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">así que decidí...<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">a buen recaudo...<br /><br />guardarla,<br /><br /></span><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">por si<br /><br />se me ocurría ,<br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">en momento determinado,<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">perderla</span></span><span style="font-size: small; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tantas vueltas yo le di, </span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">que ya no se quedó recta,<br /><br /></span><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">y entre un ir y venir, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">no había quien...<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">la aguantara tiesa,<br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">que parecía posesa, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">pensando en una tigresa, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ensimismada en su presa, </span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">para saltar por sorpresa,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ante mi cabeza indefensa, </span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">con toda su destreza....<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Como veis hoy <a href="http://yardanfunclub.blogspot.com/">yardan...dote</a>, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">se escapo de su corte, </span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">y apareció a este lado, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sin haber sido invitado. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">No quiero ni pesar... </span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">si en un guiño...<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Se aparece junto a <a href="http://yardan-diabinho.blogspot.com/?zx=99b76ac7f1a052dd">diabinho</a>...<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">poniéndose a jugar... </span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">con el niño.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">En el fondo...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sigo siendo </span><br /><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">el mismo gatito</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">¿juegas conmigo?</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016531" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016531" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016531/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-6638964097105800357?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-26844420333169054832009-04-12T02:06:00.007+02:002009-11-26T22:13:10.454+01:00SUEÑAS....<a href="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-air.html"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323590789947293538" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SeExnixZf2I/AAAAAAAAAkY/A1mY9bWvVVs/s400/Yardan++luna.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 352px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 613px;" /></a><br /><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3333ff; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: italic;">mientras arañas... </span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">un trocito de vida </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">para sembrar con el olvido...<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">un sentimiento trazado</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">la botella se vacía<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">la sed no termina</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dibujándote en mis manos,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mi lengua borra...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">senderos del caminante,<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">rastros dejados por el viento</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">de pasos rutilantes<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">por el camino polvoriento,</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">piedras cansadas </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">de rodar su cara interna<img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">sendas marcadas</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">azotadas por tu aliento</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">la noche...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">nos transformó,</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">en fieras enzarzadas</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">con una lucha de hiel</span><br /><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">por sentir el aliento </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">vestido de seda</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">erizando la piel...</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">y ahora... ¿caminarás a mi lado?</span></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><br /></span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.safecreative.org/work/0911265016241" rel="cc:license" xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#"><img alt="Safe Creative #0911265016241" src="http://resources.safecreative.org/work/0911265016241/label/logo-72" style="border: 0pt none;" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8460518735494448559-2684442033316905483?l=yardanclub.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Yardanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13207593751302706338noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8460518735494448559.post-84999240040988727242009-04-04T22:30:00.004+02:002009-11-26T22:44:27.367+01:00DE TRAPO<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://siropedemaria.blogspot.com/2009/04/partiendo-de-cero.html" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320894134891383506" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2lee7wFDjEc/SdedBj2pCtI/AAAAAAAAAjo/LFpydNPXNiE/s400/sola-silla+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 381px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 395px;" /></a><br /><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">El rojo se torna en negro</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">el Par... en Pasa</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">gira la ruleta...</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">sale la bala</span><span style="font-size: small;">,</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Vida en trapecio</span><span style="font-size: small;">,</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">equívoco o mala pasada</span><span style="font-size: small;">,</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">la marca de agua</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">deshizo la velada</span><span style="font-size: small;">,</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">palabras mal ordenadas</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">asonantes y distantes</span><span style="font-size: small;">,</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">permanecen las miradas</span><span style="font-size: small;">...</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">un último guiño</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">la hora señalada</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">el cariño desaparece, </span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">oscuridad penetrante</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">envuelve la fría madrugada</span><span style="font-size: small;">,</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">caro precio</span><span style="font-size: small;"><img heigh="0" src="http://yardanclub.blogspot.com/" width="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: #336666; font-size: small; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">por sentirte amada</span><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;