tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90897866125340366312012-02-16T20:33:01.273-08:00Vida é poesia, poesia é amor logo o amor é vida. Este é o ciclo da existência. E quando dois poetas se encontram com os mesmos ideais, os mesmos sonhos e tendo tudo em comum, tornam-se amigos e parceiros na vida. Assim surgiu o desejo em nossos corações de compartilhar com você sentimentos em forma de poesias extraídos da essência de nossas almas. Deleite-se neste universo poético descobrindo nas entrelinhas deste cosmos o mais nobre dos sentimentos – O Amor. Sempre juntos! Rô e MércioRô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.comBlogger761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-21618105161619517462011-08-02T17:46:00.000-07:002011-08-02T17:52:21.463-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KR9y4rNeW5Y/Tjibu4LFdPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/cmxCMLNFtJw/s1600/OgAAAMEFX_qnDzRUMMQ6XKJf1NU75ealFufDFlpgw0GsDDHOgan7FTxGR3NEpZPsysk9YHoh-nNU9gVIxlT5SOcvD-gAm1T1UOhtv5VqUyiKLybu4B1syhWcVDRH.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KR9y4rNeW5Y/Tjibu4LFdPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/cmxCMLNFtJw/s320/OgAAAMEFX_qnDzRUMMQ6XKJf1NU75ealFufDFlpgw0GsDDHOgan7FTxGR3NEpZPsysk9YHoh-nNU9gVIxlT5SOcvD-gAm1T1UOhtv5VqUyiKLybu4B1syhWcVDRH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636426163309343986" /></a><br /><br /><br />A Ira<br /><br />E o cisne com as penas vermelhas<br />Pôs-se a voar <br />Na imensidão violácea dos ares <br />Tão tenso estava que parecia bailar...<br />E na água restou<br />Meneios de saudades <br />E sombras da ousadia.<br /><br />Rô Lopes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-2161810516161951746?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-37576644152377829512011-08-02T17:44:00.000-07:002011-08-02T17:45:58.800-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Afz4hziAxAk/TjiaO1__zQI/AAAAAAAAAu0/GHNy4rQ8IHo/s1600/8_.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Afz4hziAxAk/TjiaO1__zQI/AAAAAAAAAu0/GHNy4rQ8IHo/s320/8_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636424513458523394" /></a><br /><br /><br />Sublimação<br /><br />Perdendo-me de mim<br />Encontro-me todas as manhas<br />Em seu corpo que me aquece<br />Meus olhos brilham como estrelas<br />Minha face... Luz rosada irradia <br />Transpiro gozo e sinto paz<br />Até quando sol fenece...<br />Envolta em meus sonhos<br />Esperando-te até no_outro dia<br /><br /><br />Rô Lopes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-3757664415237782951?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-32152497406399962202011-08-02T17:21:00.000-07:002011-08-02T17:58:47.784-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVYTUL_gZ4w/TjiYga_kYEI/AAAAAAAAAuk/4T33cTCmbVw/s1600/189716_172090909504729_100001114634224_364799_8307581_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVYTUL_gZ4w/TjiYga_kYEI/AAAAAAAAAuk/4T33cTCmbVw/s320/189716_172090909504729_100001114634224_364799_8307581_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636422616423358530" /></a><br /><br /><br />“Olhar de Anjo” ( II )<br />(À Cora Munhoz Rezende)<br /><br />Como querubim ou serafim <br />Cabelos brilhantes ondulados <br />São as negras madeixas de Cora <br />Que nada perdem para os doirados <br /><br />Entre cachos formes e disformes <br />O que deixa o rosto doce angelical <br />O sorriso puro inocente de criança <br />Esparge calma como toque de clarim celestial <br /><br />Sim... Entre cachos, olhar e sorriso <br />Encontra-se o brilho, a luz, a perfeição <br />Entorpecida fitei Cora, linda Cora linda <br />Ficando envolvida por grande emoção <br /><br />Absorta em mim mesma recordo Cora <br />Em seu jeitinho doce e formoso ao andar <br />De mostrar brinquedos com suave e pura inocência <br />Difundido a quatro cantos que é vida no verbo Cora_mar.<br /><br />Rô Lopes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-3215249740639996220?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-53920440989654321262011-08-02T17:16:00.000-07:002011-08-02T17:57:44.832-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kC4vBKj8MXg/TjiT0RfTVyI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Kgbf9ov6bGA/s1600/284389_204294096284410_100001114634224_526852_7657648_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kC4vBKj8MXg/TjiT0RfTVyI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Kgbf9ov6bGA/s320/284389_204294096284410_100001114634224_526852_7657648_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636417459911350050" /></a><br /><br /><br />“Olhar de Anjo” ( I )<br />(À Cora Munhoz Rezende)<br /><br />Olhar penetrante e inocente<br />Que granjea o sentimento da alma<br />Sorriso feliz e contente<br />Ternura transmitindo amor e calma<br /><br />Assim foi a recepção da linda menina<br />De olhar negro como jabuticaba no pé<br />Que soltava bexiga, fazia mil gracinhas<br />Faltando brincar de pular maré<br /><br />Leu em meus olhos o que minha alma dizia<br />E me aqueceu como os raios límpidos de sol<br />Parecia anjo entoando linda sinfonia<br />Ao abraçar-me em si bemol<br /><br />Assim foi Cora, Cora linda Cora<br />Que afagou-me como se criança eu fosse<br />Recordarei deste gesto em minha aurora<br />Da inocência Cora_Linda pura e doce.<br /><br />Rô Lopes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5392044098965432126?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-62539236370365401372011-08-02T16:40:00.000-07:002011-08-02T16:42:19.949-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gs8JA5Ft0nU/TjiLRPj-W9I/AAAAAAAAAuM/QnNCxgouee0/s1600/amoreternopv0.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636408062005631954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gs8JA5Ft0nU/TjiLRPj-W9I/AAAAAAAAAuM/QnNCxgouee0/s320/amoreternopv0.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />Pétalas do Silêncio<br /><br />Como o despetalar das flores ao vento<br />As horas passam lentas... Silenciosas...<br />Meu quarto – um mundo!<br />Um céu de estrelas<br />espargindo luz cor de rosa<br />As plumas se perderam na imensidão<br />As brumas emudeceram<br />O sol tornou-se frio de repente<br />A lua se escondeu na nuvem de algodão<br />Os vaga-lumes comandam a noite<br />Tem espasmos de prata no chão<br />Há um lago onde os cisnes repousam<br /><br />Dentro do meu céu!<br /><br />Eu na cama entre cetim rubro<br />Exalo perfume como rosas ao léu<br />Os pássaros não cantam... Dormitam<br />A volúpia tomou conta do ambiente<br />um vulto surge na penumbra<br />Silhueta misteriosa que mal conheço<br />Aconchego-me na brisa carinhosa<br />a espera do beijo desejado<br />O silêncio cada vez mais lento<br />Nem ouço meu respirar...<br />Foi ele quem chegou...<br />Faceiro...<br />Como flocos de neve<br />A me beijar<br /><br />Eu... Uma chama viva<br />Uma felina... Com jeito de menina<br />Serpenteando como quem fascina<br />Começamos a delirar...<br />Silêncio!<br />Deixe nosso corpo expressar...<br /><br />Ah!<br /><br />Rô Lopes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6253923637036540137?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-8695303390687290612011-07-21T16:30:00.000-07:002011-07-21T16:35:57.686-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRpJP4jeqPo/Tii3PbkeOUI/AAAAAAAAAts/SXtFpcpBcR8/s1600/pararelogio.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631952809753459010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uRpJP4jeqPo/Tii3PbkeOUI/AAAAAAAAAts/SXtFpcpBcR8/s320/pararelogio.jpg" /></a> Amigos, logo, logo, teremos também video em tempo real e o poema Monjolo, com a foto inédita tirada na fazenda do cedro, esta foto fez retornar ao tempo de infancia/adolescencia e ainda veremos o monjolo tal qual foi um dia.<br /><br />Mércio Moura e Rô Lopes<br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-869530339068729061?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-49278785422262282992011-07-21T16:21:00.000-07:002011-07-21T16:30:18.115-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-asDQcrutbVc/Tii2SRz2QMI/AAAAAAAAAtk/75C-2BlkNhs/s1600/4118866326_1fdee07f5b.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631951759161573570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-asDQcrutbVc/Tii2SRz2QMI/AAAAAAAAAtk/75C-2BlkNhs/s320/4118866326_1fdee07f5b.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Amigos e seguidores amigos, estamos atualizando para melhor deleite de nossas e vossas almas. Estamos reabrindo sem atualizar a pedido de nossos queridos companheiros.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Moura</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-4927878542226228299?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-44968147303413764272011-06-05T15:53:00.000-07:002011-06-07T15:06:54.565-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XIjPr5luSug/TewJUvS6VcI/AAAAAAAAAtc/auwr5VqMW9s/s1600/moura%2B046.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XIjPr5luSug/TewJUvS6VcI/AAAAAAAAAtc/auwr5VqMW9s/s400/moura%2B046.jpg" /></a> <br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; CLEAR: 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style="font-size:130%;">E estando no seu colo...</span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Aconchegada em seu peito</span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Preciso que me possuas</span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Como as águas de um rio</span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">A percorrerem um leito...</span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Que mais adiante deságua no mar</span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hoje te conheço... </span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Quero-te do mesmo jeito</span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">És o mais belo enredo</span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Mas... Continua... </span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">Sendo meu mais amado </span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">E recôndito segredo</span></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></p> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:14pt;" >Rô Lopes/Mércio Moura </span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-8250384050099477876?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-20796875520438767362010-12-20T19:20:00.000-08:002010-12-20T19:24:38.985-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TRAd2gYA6rI/AAAAAAAAApg/B2dcWlnjS4I/s1600/1303552_natal_honduras_mundo_322_465.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552971162788620978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TRAd2gYA6rI/AAAAAAAAApg/B2dcWlnjS4I/s320/1303552_natal_honduras_mundo_322_465.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Incoerência<br /><br />Um jovem na varanda<br />Divagava olhando quintal<br />Viu chegar de surpresa<br />Uma linda árvore de natal<br /><br />Olhar brilhante<br />Recebeu-a como menestrel<br />Enlaçou outro chegante<br />Era o bom velhinho<br />Papai Noel<br /><br />Acomodada árvore e Noel<br />O jovem estava contente<br />Bateram a porta<br />Ele abriu deslumbrado<br />Estendendo a mão ao Presente<br /><br />Acolheu o que tinha vindo<br />Insana prosopopéia<br />Com adornos natalinos.<br />Bate novamente a porta<br />É a ceia<br /><br />Anoiteceu...<br />Tudo tornou festa<br />Pessoas chegando<br />Buscando um lugar<br />Luzes coloridas a brilhar<br />Nada a mais desejar<br /><br />Meia-noite!<br /><br />Um barulho a porta<br />Ele vai atender<br />Um casal uma criança<br />Não tinha o que comer<br />Nos olhos(?) Esperança.<br /><br />Alegando acomodação<br />O jovem negou acolhida<br />Hospedou árvore<br />Noel, luzes, ceia<br />Tudo que egoísmo consome<br />Esqueceu a fraternidade<br />Mandou voltasse outro dia<br />Não importando com a fome<br /><br />Incoerência<br /><br />Não recebeu...<br />Não tinha ali o principal<br />O Amor (Jesus)<br />Verdadeiro sentido do natal.</span></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Rô Lopes </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-2079687552043876736?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-8657121543098457362010-11-28T16:20:00.001-08:002010-11-28T16:20:29.113-08:00<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI5MDk4OTcwMDk*MCZwdD*xMjkwOTkwMDIwODIxJnA9d3d3LnBpa2lwaW1wLmNvbSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*xJm89NmY4/Yzc1ODI2MGNiNDFkYjgxZWZlYjcxODg3NTRmMGQmb2Y9MA==.gif" /><a href="http://www.pikipimp.com/clicked/55717233" target="_top"><img src="http://hosted.pikipimp.com/pimped_photo/s/image/55/717/233/Untitled-1-compiled.jpg" border="0" ismap="true" alt="my pimped pic!"/></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-865712154309845736?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-68279807016750540352010-11-09T14:24:00.000-08:002010-11-09T14:35:27.131-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnMWDpYRQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ejPY_BbSe9g/s1600/caminhando%2Bsombrinha.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537681896136787202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnMWDpYRQI/AAAAAAAAApQ/ejPY_BbSe9g/s320/caminhando%2Bsombrinha.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O Dia Que Espero<br /><br />O amor flui nas ondas do vento.<br />Inspiro. Sinto seu aroma em minha direção...<br />A mesma brisa que assanha teus cabelos traz<br />Até mim tão sonhados beijos.<br />Excita meus desejos.<br /><br />Andar de menina... Fascina-me!...<br />O sol beija a tarde matizando meu lugar,<br />Realçando a beleza das flores.<br />Lindas como você!<br />Das montanhas e cachoeiras sinto a força.<br />Energia do amor que assola meu coração.<br /><br />Quando aqui chegar,<br />Amar-nos-emos sobre o campo,<br />Entre lírios e flores de jasmim,<br />Ao som dos pássaros e sussurros do vento,<br />A conduzir este amor aos recônditos da minha alma...<br />Para além, muito além das estrelas.<br />Do sol...<br />Da magnitude do universo.<br /><br />Aqui neste espaço ermo a felicidade será plena...<br />Banhar-nos-emos<br />Nas águas do riacho.<br />A nossa volta somente o ar... O luar<br />O verde do meu lugar... Venha não me deixe só...<br />Quero te amar<br />Neste dia lindo!...<br /><br />Mércio Moura </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6827980701675054035?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-66083978768207843452010-11-09T14:12:00.000-08:002010-12-21T10:56:39.668-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnJZ65YfiI/AAAAAAAAApI/gUip-41WM58/s1600/LIBERDADE%2BHJJ.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 227px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537678663972584994" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnJZ65YfiI/AAAAAAAAApI/gUip-41WM58/s320/LIBERDADE%2BHJJ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tal Como o Vento<br /><br />Sinto-te tal como sinto o vento<br />Suave, intenso, ágil, ameno<br />Depende do momento<br />Assim também é meu amor por ti<br />Meu sentimento<br /><br />Seu silencio, sua fala, suas ternas mentiras<br />Mexem comigo assim como o vento<br />Num redemoinho de constante conquista<br />Arrasta sonhando tal qual pensamento<br /><br />Sou tua ou não sou,<br />É uma incerteza quase um enfado<br />Pois é vulnerável tal qual vendaval<br />Mesmo assim te amo...<br />Desejo-te a meu lado<br /><br />Se um dia mudares ao rumo norte<br />E te fores para longe de mim,<br />Volúvel qual folhas ao vento forte<br />Sonharei contigo ate meu fim<br /><br />Lembrarei dos seus beijos das carícias<br />Nossos momentos<br />Trocados na brisa e no embalar do vento<br />Com certeza é o que levarei do passado<br />Será companhia de todo momento<br /><br />Você... Será uma saudade!<br />Meu único amor...<br />Minha mais linda ilusão...<br />Tormento e pecado<br />Você... Constante em meu pensamento<br />E no meu coração para sempre<br />Como vento... Meu amado!<br /><br /></span>Rô Lopes </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6608397876820784345?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-18399019334364803382010-11-09T14:07:00.000-08:002010-11-09T14:42:52.535-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnOQakO_uI/AAAAAAAAApY/4GuEDYxfB2I/s1600/OgAAAGLEF0zYslzlOhlNOHLVrofvsr82fHZ1anYhuqq-UXuv6BL2buB3KsDFefgYkjX4FL5Z6cdnSt-qhgMfad7u9zYAm1T1ULnqG8WyhDTCuwTEAuAHy7SkyKLv.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537683998233263842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnOQakO_uI/AAAAAAAAApY/4GuEDYxfB2I/s320/OgAAAGLEF0zYslzlOhlNOHLVrofvsr82fHZ1anYhuqq-UXuv6BL2buB3KsDFefgYkjX4FL5Z6cdnSt-qhgMfad7u9zYAm1T1ULnqG8WyhDTCuwTEAuAHy7SkyKLv.jpg" /></a> <div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">O Nosso Amor<br />(A Rô Lopes)<br /><br />Teu amor adentra meu coração<br />Procurando refúgio...<br />Neste santuário encontrará também<br />Meu amor<br />Que há muito procura o teu...<br /><br />Um campo fértil a tua espera...<br />Berço ornado por flores belas...<br />Fonte a jorrar água fresca brindando<br />Sublime encontro.<br />Aqui teu coração esquecerá as mazelas<br />Causadas por traições...<br /><br />Cicatrizará as feridas do abandono<br />Pois, aqui o sol brilha forte<br />Um campo imaculado e sereno,<br />Onde nosso amor será pleno.<br />Livre de preconceitos.<br /><br />Por trilhas fecundas seguirá...<br />Em mares profundos submergirá<br />Desvendando íntimos segredos<br />A explorar secretos desejos!<br /><br />Fontes profundas fazendo<br />Emergir todo o amor que sentimos...<br />Beijos a cobrirem nossos corpos nus...<br />Meus lábios deslizando por tua pele molhada...<br />Na boca o gosto do teu prazer!<br /><br />No clímax do amor...<br />Descubro teu jeito de amar<br />Teus encantos no amor<br />O teu amor, o meu amor<br />O nosso amor!...<br /><br />Mércio Moura </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-1839901933436480338?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-64752779191631035472010-11-09T14:03:00.000-08:002010-11-09T14:07:34.172-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnGDqysXMI/AAAAAAAAAo4/xnH5gn_tq9Q/s1600/OgAAAFw6HbJZy7BhDteAG38t6Qj7WCXrwBLgPUInoCj4XdbiVvF3wNmBNU_q_xPj4R5VkLCnRMqW2V2I0U7uwtH9VSgAm1T1UJbIV43oUsZlMeliDP4jkJedzWyD.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537674983157554370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnGDqysXMI/AAAAAAAAAo4/xnH5gn_tq9Q/s320/OgAAAFw6HbJZy7BhDteAG38t6Qj7WCXrwBLgPUInoCj4XdbiVvF3wNmBNU_q_xPj4R5VkLCnRMqW2V2I0U7uwtH9VSgAm1T1UJbIV43oUsZlMeliDP4jkJedzWyD.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vem...<br /><br />Eu<br />Solto<br />O grito<br />O desejo<br />Conquista-me<br />Aperta-me entre lábios<br />Beija-me com tuas mãos<br />Saboreia-me com os olhos<br />Ama-me com o pensamento<br />Possui-me com o teu corpo!<br />Ansiosa espera esta menina por ti<br />Ela precisa se sentir mulher... Espero...<br />Vem!<br /><br />Rô Lopes </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6475277919163103547?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-16027334313125298842010-11-09T13:49:00.001-08:002010-11-09T14:03:22.354-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnEUiXBS7I/AAAAAAAAAow/NZavfO-mNLU/s1600/MSICAS%257E1.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537673073928522674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnEUiXBS7I/AAAAAAAAAow/NZavfO-mNLU/s320/MSICAS%257E1.JPG" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sinto no ar o seu tempo de amar.<br />Tens medo...<br />Incertezas no olhar.<br />Quando sentires o coração pulsar...<br />Solte-se ao vento, venha bailando na brisa.<br /><br />Tenho um mundo de encantos a lhe oferecer<br />Segure minha mão, venha...<br />Ouça as estrelas em cânticos de amor...<br />Serão nossas guardiãs pela senda que nos conduz...<br /><br />Pairando nas nuvens...<br />Acolhidos pela relva!<br />Extasiados pela beleza infinda<br />Viveremos o mais ardoroso amor!...<br />Será então minha mulher<br />Por toda a eternidade!<br /><br />Nossos corações assim entrelaçados<br />Sentirão a paz do universo.<br />Venha, espero-te.<br />No seu tempo!<br /><br />Mércio Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-1602733431312529884?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-53559197572115721572010-11-09T13:39:00.000-08:002010-11-09T13:48:29.148-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnBWMH-HTI/AAAAAAAAAoo/PIY9Nlme5YM/s1600/cxfdr.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537669803784674610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNnBWMH-HTI/AAAAAAAAAoo/PIY9Nlme5YM/s320/cxfdr.png" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Encontrei-te no meio do caminho<br />Já bifurcado, seguimos a esmo<br />Sem rumo sem direção<br />Com bagagens outras de histórias idas<br />Tristes... Marcadas...<br />Juntamos tudo seguindo estrada<br />Olhando horizonte na contra mão<br /><br />Por um tempo com meus sonhos,<br />Fantasias, amor, carinho e sedução<br />Levei-te aos céus<br />Ela com pouco amor<br />Muita sabedoria<br />Um passado retornando<br />Trouxe-te de volta ao chão<br /><br />A ela seu toque... Sua presença<br />Sua alma... Seu coração<br />A mim restou tristeza<br />Continuarei seguindo<br />Minha estrada<br />Levando a dor da perda<br />Vazio... Saudade<br />Separação<br /><br />Rô Lopes<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5355919757211572157?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-38969338642737976812010-11-09T13:29:00.000-08:002010-11-09T13:49:20.719-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNm-0WdSsGI/AAAAAAAAAog/9Cvwp77xJ7E/s1600/151-1.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537667023419650146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TNm-0WdSsGI/AAAAAAAAAog/9Cvwp77xJ7E/s320/151-1.png" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nas rosas do querer que sinto por ti<br />Não há espinhos.<br />Somente maciez de pétalas!<br />Na serenidade deste amor<br />É meu enlevo, minha rainha.<br />Suave é o meu beijar... Deliciarás terno sentimento<br />A invadir teus sonhos mudando o curso da vida.<br /><br />Vejamos o amor por outro prisma...<br />Serei o perfume a inebriar seu humor.<br />A sensação de calor na face,<br />O colorido pra enfeitar seus dias.<br />Luz no teu caminhar...<br />Sereno e seguro rumo ao poente,<br />Bálsamo a suavizar um coração outrora triste!<br /><br />Inventarmos a nossa forma de amar,<br />Entregarmo-nos ao primeiro toque<br />Desbravando caminhos desconhecidos.<br />De nós mesmos...<br />Ao sabor de beijos e malícias no olhar...<br /><br />A vida necessita do seu sorriso<br />Quando então se torna mais bela!<br /><br />Assim como necessito amar,<br />Você também<br />Precisa deste amor!<br /><br />Mércio Moura </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-3896933864273797681?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-54850384649524073022010-07-30T08:45:00.000-07:002010-07-30T09:05:19.289-07:00<div align="left"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TFL2kWyLFOI/AAAAAAAAAoI/EnEyoFljhXE/s1600/318.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499729199424541922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TFL2kWyLFOI/AAAAAAAAAoI/EnEyoFljhXE/s320/318.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Sem Recordar<br /><br />Eu respiro o perfumar<br />Das lembranças<br />Nostalgicamente<br />Vivas dentro de mim.<br />Mas...<br />Não me recordo!<br /><br />Rô Lopes</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5485038464952407302?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-45247070961721630602010-07-30T08:28:00.000-07:002010-07-30T09:04:21.901-07:00<div align="left"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TFLydablDnI/AAAAAAAAAn4/0RLV3_dGepc/s1600/jornada_da_alma.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499724682097921650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/TFLydablDnI/AAAAAAAAAn4/0RLV3_dGepc/s320/jornada_da_alma.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Tentei Você<br /><br />Minha alma ajoelhou-se!<br />Curvou diante da sua<br />Clamando por amor<br /><br />E você...<br /><br />Com um ar Arrogante<br />Olhou-me pelo espelho do desprezo<br />Como que ignorando<br />Deixando-me a sós.<br /><br />Esboçou um sorriso<br />E com passos indecisos<br />Como uma névoa acinzentada<br />Sem luz... Sem brilho...<br />Sem amor... Sem chances...<br />Sem rumo... Sem caminho<br />Se foi de nós!<br /><br />Rô Lopes </strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-4524707096172163060?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-60458519470278090402010-04-04T05:16:00.000-07:002010-04-05T21:00:41.815-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7iFVMlBMwI/AAAAAAAAAnc/71hcHIsc5ZE/s1600/OgAAABaqXFVc6ekTyab-mHnS8X5JPN_5YEHYjH77a45TWfGaiTAnGVBedYZTUKlC_ZuDi1eGmpsCP-yI_7uW0ZNeQo8Am1T1UAaq79fRIjaOUMvZqzKs2xwlM2dB.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456257547759596290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7iFVMlBMwI/AAAAAAAAAnc/71hcHIsc5ZE/s320/OgAAABaqXFVc6ekTyab-mHnS8X5JPN_5YEHYjH77a45TWfGaiTAnGVBedYZTUKlC_ZuDi1eGmpsCP-yI_7uW0ZNeQo8Am1T1UAaq79fRIjaOUMvZqzKs2xwlM2dB.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Não Veja As Cicatrizes<br /><br />Não me olhe pela janela<br />Nem fique a espreita da minha dor<br />A mim basta tão-somente o sol<br />Que mesmo em cortina de chuva<br />Afaga-me com seu calor<br /><br />Não me olhe pela janela<br />Sofro por ter deixado a porta aberta<br />Sem o bailar da taramela<br /><br />Não me olhe pela janela<br />Seus olhos nada mais dizem<br />São apenas duas asas indecisas<br />Que no meu céu não mais cingem<br /><br />Não me olhe pela janela<br />Não há mais matizes<br />Somente penumbras de um amor<br />Em dias secretos e noites felizes!<br /><br />Não me olhe pela janela<br />Não veja as cicatrizes<br /><br />Rô Lopes </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6045851947027809040?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-80138251058817066682010-04-04T05:04:00.001-07:002010-04-04T05:16:32.837-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7iC-B9jeuI/AAAAAAAAAnU/cI7srfVCxb0/s1600/homem%2Borando.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456254950749469410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7iC-B9jeuI/AAAAAAAAAnU/cI7srfVCxb0/s320/homem%2Borando.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Minha oração ao vento<br /><br />Senhor!<br />Contemplo a Terra, extasiado ante sua beleza,<br />Sob o sol que brilha e o ar que beija minha face<br />Tudo é perfeito, a harmonia é total no tempo e espaço<br />O vento a balançar os galhos. Tremulando no horizonte...<br /><br />Velhas folhas caindo para que novas tomem seus lugares<br />Botões surgindo trazendo a certeza das flores... Da semente que vinga!<br />A esperança renova-se a cada instante em meu coração<br /><br />Ah! Bendito vento que chega à morada de meu Pai, no infinito<br />Levando meu canto de agradecimento!<br />Vento que leva meus pensamentos em sintonia com afins, comungando um só sentimento.<br />Ah! Esse mesmo vento traz até mim a energia de que necessito,<br />O equilíbrio que busco em seres evoluídos defensores da vida e da paz. Que habitam as matas, a águas, o sol e o luar!<br /><br />O choro da cachoeira que em cascata, lança-se ao vazio. Doce murmúrio!<br />Torna-se brisa refrescante aos que margeiam os caminhos<br /><br />Sinto o aroma e o matiz das floradas<br />Como um prisma a refletir o brilho do sol. Espetáculo divino!<br />Vejo campos longínquos, pinturas desenhadas sobre o chão,<br />Vislumbram restingas, matas e campos cultivados de onde se tira o pão.<br />E o homem, abençoado ser nesta magnífica obra<br />A plantar o amor. A servir em sua construção<br />Obrigado, Senhor.<br /><br />Mércio Moura </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-8013825105881706668?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-48107729107499569882010-04-04T04:58:00.000-07:002010-04-04T05:02:48.162-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7h_rRDrFlI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CJ1T5O5qOGY/s1600/%25252521cid_8A672362-15D3-4EBC-99C6-FD2192063750.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456251329849267794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7h_rRDrFlI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CJ1T5O5qOGY/s320/%25252521cid_8A672362-15D3-4EBC-99C6-FD2192063750.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Céu e Mar<br /><br />Moldei-me a seu amor<br />Deitei-me em seu sonhar<br />Curvei-me ao tempo<br />Esqueci-me ao vento<br />Permiti me naufragar<br />E entre idas e vindas<br />Sob as estrelas e o luar<br />Cavalgando entre sereno<br /><br />"Descemos ao céu...<br />Subimos ao mar!"<br /><br />Rô Lopes </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-4810772910749956988?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-11903760041654588322010-04-04T04:43:00.000-07:002010-04-04T04:57:31.641-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7h-L4TTE_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/jqXmOroJWbc/s1600/strange.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456249691116344306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7h-L4TTE_I/AAAAAAAAAnE/jqXmOroJWbc/s320/strange.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">“Hoje Seremos De Nós”<br /><br />Hoje seremos de nós... Apesar da distância.<br />Não importa as adversidades<br />E se em mundos distantes vivemos.<br />Corações em júbilo,<br />Hoje vivenciarão tão sonhados<br />Encontro.<br />Entregar-se hão ao amor almas amantes.<br /><br />Sintonia nas emoções e sentimentos<br />Dançando em perfeito compasso.<br />O desejo riscando uma história de amor no espaço.<br />O mais sublime amor em mágica união.<br />A projetar nas mentes intimidade há muito sonhado.<br /><br />Ao fechar os olhos nos deixaremos sentir<br />Nossos lábios tocarem-se<br />O calor do amor aquecendo nossos corpos<br />Afagos ternos... Beijos eternos<br />Mãos que procuram<br />Lágrimas que caem!<br /><br />Doce encanto<br />Esse amor que supera distâncias<br />E em segredo cresce!<br />Traz em sua essência fantasia e realidade<br />Maravilhoso na forma como acontece!<br />Acordes divinais entoarão ao universo.<br />Embalando com sublimidade este sonho que floresce.<br /><br />Hoje estaremos a sós<br />Eu e você...<br />Hoje seremos nós!<br /><br />Mércio Moura </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-1190376004165458832?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-68841876444077898472010-04-04T04:32:00.000-07:002010-04-04T04:42:58.738-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7h62LLfNkI/AAAAAAAAAm8/_w9GYjEBQUc/s1600/1041850.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456246019691853378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7h62LLfNkI/AAAAAAAAAm8/_w9GYjEBQUc/s320/1041850.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">As Pérolas e a Solidão<br /><br />Choveu pérolas<br />No pranto dos meus olhos<br />Onde tentou recolher<br />Com o perfume<br />Dos teus lábios<br /><br />Já sem tempo...<br /><br />Lágrimas desdobradas<br />Pelas ranhuras da solidão<br />Que angustiante teima<br />Em fazer morada<br />No silêncio da memória<br /><br />E onde sombras<br />Concentram-se na penumbra<br />De flores que não se abriram.<br /><br />A solidão ficou...<br />As pérolas... De tão só...<br />Nas asas do pássaro sem rumo...<br />Esvaíram!<br /><br />Rô Lopes</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6884187644407789847?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-55242965428545984272010-04-02T13:49:00.000-07:002010-04-02T13:53:56.253-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7ZZK-Jd9xI/AAAAAAAAAms/XoLakjz8lqc/s1600/PVp4-1fd.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455646043622209298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7ZZK-Jd9xI/AAAAAAAAAms/XoLakjz8lqc/s320/PVp4-1fd.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">No céu da tua boca<br /><br />Com você eu quero é inventar o amor...<br />Criar novas formas de amar.<br />Preciso mais...<br />Além do que conhecemos...<br />Voar... Viajar...<br /><br />Na estrela... Na estrela dos teus olhos...<br />No céu, da tua boca!<br /><br />Mércio Moura </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5524296542854598427?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-56850449053917825002010-04-02T13:33:00.000-07:002010-04-02T13:49:04.646-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7ZWs5Fsj0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/tjDuYb-V3Hg/s1600/4a.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455643327844880194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S7ZWs5Fsj0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/tjDuYb-V3Hg/s320/4a.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Monjolo, Marcador Do Tempo<br /><br />Marcador incansável do tempo<br />Esquecido nos confins de uma era que se vai...<br />Marcou seu tempo, um tempo em que reinou.<br /><br />Voltava à posição normal,<br />Novamente a água enchia-o e despejava-se<br />Num doce murmúrio completando o curso<br />Que se seguia radiante...<br />Pelo leito do rio, coroado por flores simples de rara beleza,<br />Ele cumprindo seu propósito de.<br />Deixar marcas no tempo realizando tarefas...<br /><br />A água corrente era seu combustível, a vida...<br />Ele a máquina, o ser...<br />A água continua sendo vida<br />E eu, o velho monjolo!<br /><br />Tentando marcar meu tempo no tempo em que pela vida passei.<br />Deixar minha marca impressa do coração dos seres que amei...<br />E a marca indelével da saudade na alma de quem na verdade<br />Por toda a minha vida chorei!...<br /><br />Mércio Moura</span> </div><div></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">"Esta foto é do Monjolo que inspirou o poeta - Existe a 77 anos"</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">(Será restaurado oportunamente conforme seu desejo)</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5685044905391782500?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-44025245048559714592010-02-23T12:43:00.000-08:002010-02-23T13:17:47.785-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S4RFw1xlnhI/AAAAAAAAAmM/q0CjeVnuUcg/s1600-h/OgAAABdOw4mdKuspVEIy04hlzwtot9SbNGefmEgRVPkrW-1ayfmnj8VjYsJdnqLTSwtNeCni8WHFeEF4GhnzTe0_iZIAm1T1UF7Co49PCz8X2FYEIjbACyr_86bo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 420px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441550955141504530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S4RFw1xlnhI/AAAAAAAAAmM/q0CjeVnuUcg/s320/OgAAABdOw4mdKuspVEIy04hlzwtot9SbNGefmEgRVPkrW-1ayfmnj8VjYsJdnqLTSwtNeCni8WHFeEF4GhnzTe0_iZIAm1T1UF7Co49PCz8X2FYEIjbACyr_86bo.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">"Insanidade... Amor" </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Minha saudade insana te busca </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Meus lábios sedentos alçam vôo </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Para repousar meus beijos nos teus </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Os seus anseiam essa chegada </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Para serenando receberem os meus </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">O perfume de eucalipto está no ar </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">São nossos desejos que se encontram </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Mesmo em noite enluarada sem luar </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Nossas almas se entrelaçam</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Como murmurinho das ondas do mar. </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Rô Lopes </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-4402524504855971459?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-3639505786319151502010-02-23T11:52:00.000-08:002010-02-23T12:42:08.213-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S4Q9T6xepLI/AAAAAAAAAmE/nGjtXoWRUM4/s1600-h/strange.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441541662173996210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S4Q9T6xepLI/AAAAAAAAAmE/nGjtXoWRUM4/s320/strange.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">“O Dia Que Espero” </span></div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O amor flui nas ondas do vento. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Inspiro. Sinto seu aroma em minha direção... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A mesma brisa que assanha teus cabelos traz </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Até mim tão sonhados beijos. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Excita meus desejos. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Andar de menina... Fascina-me!... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O sol beija a tarde matizando meu lugar, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Realçando a beleza das flores. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Lindas como você! </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Das montanhas e cachoeiras sinto a força. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Energia do amor que assola meu coração. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Quando aqui chegar, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Amar-nos-emos sobre o campo, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Entre lírios e flores de jasmim, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Ao som dos pássaros e sussurros do vento, </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A conduzir este amor aos recônditos da minha alma... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Para além, muito além das estrelas. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Do sol... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Da magnitude do universo. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Aqui neste espaço ermo a felicidade será plena... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Banhar-nos-emos </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Nas águas do riacho. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A nossa volta somente o ar... O luar </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O verde do meu lugar... Venha não me deixe só... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Quero te amar </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Neste dia lindo!... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Mércio Moura</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-363950578631915150?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-63339318364648955602010-02-23T05:25:00.001-08:002010-02-23T06:19:32.108-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S4PedjF4Y7I/AAAAAAAAAlk/fxcASXGBo_c/s1600-h/OgAAAHD-jSFTPbqRQYJ1gWdC-yHSKuwyB7tbM6y2SVmqt0W9EIw7zjohRhSqPMPoV75GPlw_JRKuk4xD3VHkABPz7vkAm1T1UAOu0ajLzaYd9-le2KN4rIMa_S5V.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 520px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S4PedjF4Y7I/AAAAAAAAAlk/fxcASXGBo_c/s320/OgAAAHD-jSFTPbqRQYJ1gWdC-yHSKuwyB7tbM6y2SVmqt0W9EIw7zjohRhSqPMPoV75GPlw_JRKuk4xD3VHkABPz7vkAm1T1UAOu0ajLzaYd9-le2KN4rIMa_S5V.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441437374011171762" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">“Grito sem Voz”</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Grito pelos meus sonhos enclausurados no muro dos seus medos </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Grito no silêncio das paredes aflitivas provocadas pelos seus receios </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sim! </span> </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Do seu medo, porque você alimentou dando vida aos meus sonhos </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Porque você faz parte deles e muitos você gerou</span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E eu ousei ir mais longe você ousou ir comigo e ousamos vive-los</span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E você foi comigo e eu segui você </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E agora, como o eco de um grito sem rumo, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nas montanhas íngremes de um passado fracassado entre o sol e a lua </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Você se perdeu... Eu me perdi</span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Não faço parte deste passado... </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu grito... Você grita... </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Busco-te, você me busca </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ouço seus gritos que se misturam aos meus </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Busco e não chego onde você esta</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Porque você não esta mais onde </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">te possa sentir onde te possa amar. </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Onde possa te tocar... Onde possa sentir tocada </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Enclausurou-se a si mesmo no vácuo do desencanto </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E no desespero da coação imposta pelo tempo de outrora </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Deixando escapar por entre as entranhas do desalento </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Meus sonhos, seus sonhos, nossos sonhos... </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tais como plumas ao vento </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Soltas... Solitárias... Sem rumo... </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">À deriva... Sem tempo... Atroz... </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sem grito! </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Um grito... </span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Apenas um grito sem voz!</span> </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes </span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6333931836464895560?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-85327218089273834112009-12-30T20:12:00.000-08:002010-02-23T08:59:32.158-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzwownT7rAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/2SxzGYR7MkQ/s1600-h/zyt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 455px; display: block; height: 520px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421252867098651650" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzwownT7rAI/AAAAAAAAAiM/2SxzGYR7MkQ/s320/zyt.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ></span></div><br /><div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Nossa Infância<br /><br />Incrível como nada ficou no esquecimento,<br />Definitivamente tudo que foi vivido em minha vida,<br />Igualmente foi na dele também!<br />Inesquecível e marcante,<br />Nossa infância distante que o tempo não apagou<br />E juntos recordamos...<br /><br />E ao recordar fomo-nos identificando<br />Voltando no tempo que ficou pra traz<br />Tempo que urgiu e não volta mais<br />Guardião de nossos sonhos coloridos<br /><br />Época de brincadeiras ingênuas<br />Como acolher a chuva numa bacia com flores<br />E bailando senti-la no rosto.<br />Estender os braços e sentir-se o dono do nada<br />Reinar em uma locomotiva abandonada<br />Ouvindo o som do vento e o canto dos pássaros<br />Na volta pra casa,<br />Chá de canela quentinho com bolinhos de chuva!<br />Inesquecível sabor...<br /><br />Sem explicação tal semelhança de vida!<br />De nossa infância vivida e<br />Que distante do outro passamos.<br />O tempo se foi e aqui estamos,<br />Eu e você!<br />Revivendo esta lembrança latente<br />De um tempo feliz que vivemos,<br />Nossa bela infância!<br />Que igual tivemos.<br /><br />Rô Lopes e Mércio Moura<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">(Neste primeiro encontro<br />surgiu o primeiro duo dos poetas,<br />onde constataram afinidade de alma).</span></em><br /></span><br /><span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;" ><em>(Antologia Poesia do Brasil,<br />vol X/2009, pg 351)<br /></em></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-8532721808927383411?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-3102430909817534022009-12-30T19:12:00.000-08:002010-01-29T19:56:44.847-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S2Ot1XbV45I/AAAAAAAAAkg/v6zYG3EYbyU/s1600-h/permitdo+silencio.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432376707872318354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S2Ot1XbV45I/AAAAAAAAAkg/v6zYG3EYbyU/s320/permitdo+silencio.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/Szwklv7mRBI/AAAAAAAAAiE/xSKtO_8B07s/s1600-h/OQAAAPzn-ZIe-TCdCx0VbsOx5w20DxNnrZizSkv4wxiWiTSZTQs1Sm1oMSN_pYgFpD7mqMcDmD3CtGQ_wxV5bMTXHtMAm1T1UDsTkSn9aPn5s1vOQbcxUZvbrZXb.jpg"></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Permitido Silêncio</span></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Foi no silencio profundo</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Como o som dos bandolins</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">que pareciam sussurrar</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Diretamente ao coração</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">- Se aquiete e disperse</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O desgosto machuca</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Sem que saiba a proporção</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Essa tristeza que carrega</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Dentro da sua alma conturbada</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Não dará linda canção</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Eu arfando de surpresa</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Meio as rosas</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Que aromatizam jardins</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Permiti que o silêncio entoasse</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Como som dos bandolins</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Aprendi que</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O silêncio mais sofrido</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Sem início sem fim</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">É o que permiti clamasse</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Na essência da minh_alma</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Recôndito confim</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O silêncio do silêncio</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Angustiante em mim</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Rô Lopes </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-310243090981753402?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-59038523718997038862009-12-30T19:09:00.000-08:002010-01-22T11:30:50.850-08:00<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzwWao036eI/AAAAAAAAAh8/03u8NyQpDHs/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421232698338830818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 296px; height: 368px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzwWao036eI/AAAAAAAAAh8/03u8NyQpDHs/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Se tu Fores...</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Se tu fores de mim</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Leve o amor que sinto</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Testemunhado pelo vento</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Leve o amor somente</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Deixe o vento ao vento</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Se tu fores de mim</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Leve os momentos felizes</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Presenciados pela lua</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Leve somente os momentos</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Deixe a felicidade nua</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Se tu fores de mim</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Leve tudo que me deu</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Testemunhado pelas flores</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Leve tudo e deixe o dia</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Aberto para possíveis</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Novos amores</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Se tu fores de mim</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Sabe não deixarás nada</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Porque indo</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Estará levando com</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Você a minha</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Alma impregnada</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Se tu fores de mim</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Irei com tudo que deixou</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >(um vácuo de incerteza)</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Espere... eu irei sim</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Restará muito pouco</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Do que ficou</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Mas irei...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >(Ermitando) a sós</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Se tu fores de mim</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Estará indo de nós</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Rô Lopes</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5903852371899703886?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-3955487325729866592009-12-30T19:01:00.000-08:002010-01-22T11:32:30.632-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzwVj683bmI/AAAAAAAAAh0/YAWzulU6ka8/s1600-h/ATgAAAAnnYaF8jjydpu1uYl9V9XQeY8ndZQpEUgv5K4tK3TO-1GdpbBT9oAywa7_fGVQn9vEkvQ6qkRYx5jSGdb-cP0LAJtU9VBsRol57vSjxUXNU6c4ttFAPtf5Cg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421231758311386722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 340px; height: 420px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzwVj683bmI/AAAAAAAAAh0/YAWzulU6ka8/s320/ATgAAAAnnYaF8jjydpu1uYl9V9XQeY8ndZQpEUgv5K4tK3TO-1GdpbBT9oAywa7_fGVQn9vEkvQ6qkRYx5jSGdb-cP0LAJtU9VBsRol57vSjxUXNU6c4ttFAPtf5Cg.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Céu Sem Estrelas</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Entre quatro paredes</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Eu... Em silêncio</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Olho para o céu</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Lajeado...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Sem estrelas...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Sem firmamento</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Lágrimas saltitam</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Sentimentos reprimidos...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Em rastos antigos</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Cada lágrima</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Apõe sem direção</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Dispersando</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Sem se tocarem</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Eu chorando até</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Pelas minhas lágrimas</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Que rolam solitárias</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Sem convergir... Sem comoção</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >E... Ao som das lagrimas</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Deixo rolar uníssona</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Sem cadência... Lágrimas</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Da minha própria solidão</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Rô Lopes</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-395548732572986659?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-29193527029347644112009-12-29T15:57:00.000-08:002010-01-22T11:25:05.019-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzqY6q0_egI/AAAAAAAAAhs/GQ6m4MlvLJs/s1600-h/casal_lindo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 239px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420813235190200834" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzqY6q0_egI/AAAAAAAAAhs/GQ6m4MlvLJs/s320/casal_lindo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >As Pérolas e a Solidão</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Choveu pérolas</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >No pranto dos meus olhos</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Onde tentou recolher</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Com o perfume</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Dos teus lábios</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Já sem tempo...</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Lágrimas desdobradas</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Pelas ranhuras da solidão</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Que angustiante teima</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Em fazer morada</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >No silêncio da memória</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >E onde sombras</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Concentram-se na penumbra</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >De flores que não se abriram.</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >A solidão ficou...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >As pérolas... De tão só...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Nas asas do pássaro sem rumo...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Esvaíram!</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Rô Lopes </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-2919352702934764411?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-66313972148524112022009-12-29T15:38:00.000-08:002010-01-22T11:33:22.919-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzqWvoBn3xI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CXOQ2cbdiL4/s1600-h/4lhI88S2M221.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 420px; display: block; height: 420px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420810846436056850" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzqWvoBn3xI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CXOQ2cbdiL4/s720/4lhI88S2M221.jpeg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Grande Vazio<br /><br />Sinto em mim um grande vazio...<br />Altos e baixos de emoção,<br />Alegria quando penso em você<br />Dor na distância que separa corações<br />Por vezes você a preenche,<br />Outras não.<br /><br />Situação que me rouba a paz<br />Leva todas as certezas...<br />Fico sem chão.<br />Não sei na verdade quem sou.<br />Apego-me no que tenho<br />Neste mundo interno e pequeno<br />Mas é tanta tristeza, tanta solidão...<br /><br />Suspiro profundo na esperança de<br />Amenizar a dor...<br />Em vão...<br />Um travo na garganta...<br />O amor que sinto conhece apenas um caminho<br />A estrada do seu coração.<br /><br />O peito fica pequeno pra tanto amor<br />Que cresce a cada pulsar.<br />E o sangue nas veias clama<br />A vontade de te beijar...<br /><br />Ó distância ingrata<br />Que me fere... Judia e mata,<br />Impede o cruzar de nossos olhares<br />Tocar sua pele... Seus lábios<br />Sentem a loucura deste amor<br />Que não se importa em sofrer...<br />Apenas quer te querer!<br /><br /><br />Mércio Moura </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6631397214852411202?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-57317793861536741962009-12-29T14:52:00.000-08:002010-01-22T11:34:26.594-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzqSzVwPo4I/AAAAAAAAAhc/saBNXhdFSls/s1600-h/HGHG_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 440px; display: block; height: 520px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420806512204292994" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzqSzVwPo4I/AAAAAAAAAhc/saBNXhdFSls/s320/HGHG_.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzqRttIR8-I/AAAAAAAAAhU/NI9CRlLJCtc/s1600-h/48afd62464426looking__within_the_heart1.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Divagando Ternura</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Elevei meus olhos</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Que divagaram pelo infinito</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Tentando inspirar de</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Uma única vez</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Toda ternura das estrelas</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Fui tocada por sublime</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Brisa com perfume de</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Alecrim</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">E envolta no clarão da lua</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Entreguei-me ao momento</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Que eternizou em</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Minutos sem fim</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Tão amada senti...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Que a solidão que</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Tanto atormenta</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Junto ao pássaro</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Do amor que acalenta</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Desfrutou deste</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Carinho junto a mim</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Rô Lopes</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(Poeta Mostra Tua Cara/2009, pg. 186)</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5731779386153674196?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-8741789587054221422009-12-29T12:00:00.000-08:002010-01-23T08:20:02.437-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzqGh3rAh6I/AAAAAAAAAhM/fnqg5UQd54s/s1600-h/Violino+2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 445px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 520px" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420793017931958178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SzqGh3rAh6I/AAAAAAAAAhM/fnqg5UQd54s/s320/Violino+2.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Violino De Marfim</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Minha mãe... O violino de marfim... Meu pai</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Meu pai... O violino de marfim... Minha mãe</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Somente o violino de marfim!</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Saudade mutilada...</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Tocava mamãe o violino</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">E papai de olhos fechados</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Coração enternecido</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Ouvia os melodiosos acordes</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Assim como hoje ainda os sinto!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Notas suaves</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Que se desprendem do tempo</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Tocam minhas lembranças</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">E as fazem vibrar</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Como as cordas do violino.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Imagem lírica!</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Vejo mamãe de pé ao violino</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">E papai num tosco banco de madeira...</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">E dali, enciumado, ganhava as vielas.</span></span><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Meus pais... Violino de marfim... O tempo</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Esquecido no tempo o próprio tempo</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">O canto da sala adorna o violino</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">No peito chorosa saudade...</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Rô Lopes e Mércio Moura</span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Antologia </span><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Poesia do Brasil - outubro/2009)</span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-874178958705422142?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-32623156978126842812009-12-19T22:55:00.000-08:002010-01-22T11:36:16.229-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/Sy3MJJHls8I/AAAAAAAAAhE/_KxuTqcy5Us/s1600-h/1234511353_sonhando1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 396px; display: block; height: 420px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417210384235213762" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/Sy3MJJHls8I/AAAAAAAAAhE/_KxuTqcy5Us/s320/1234511353_sonhando1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Prenúncio de Paz</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Fascina-me brilho de lua</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Farfalhar de folhas ao vento</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Estrela que seduz alma</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >E mar o firmamento...</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Encanta-me nuvens alvas</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Descortinando o sertão</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Som de brisa é alvorada</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Aplacando coração</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Enternece-me perfume de rosas</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >De toda espécie e cor</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Rompendo à tarde morosa</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Buscando na noite o amor</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Trago olhar de esperança</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Lábios em sorriso fugaz</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Pressinto o final da guerra</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >E o prenuncio da paz...</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Rô Lopes/Mércio Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-3262315697812684281?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-25546580721799917282009-12-19T22:31:00.000-08:002010-01-22T11:36:56.495-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/Sy3JQTEMk_I/AAAAAAAAAg8/pJq2e3_Q5zY/s1600-h/casal18a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417207208629539826" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 420px; height: 336px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/Sy3JQTEMk_I/AAAAAAAAAg8/pJq2e3_Q5zY/s320/casal18a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Fronteiras... Montanhas</span><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Somos fronteiras do amor</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Entre nós o vôo da paixão</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Que na sonoridade da brisa</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Faz nossos corpos</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Se esculpirem num só...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Frenesi de prazer</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Eu... Você</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Entrega...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Sorver!</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Somos montanhas inertes</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Entre nós a vastidão do espaço</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >O soprar da brisa</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >E o magnetismo do amor</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Deixam em nossos corpos</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Mesmo à distância</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Marcas de prazer...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Entrega...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Tremor...</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Rô Lopes e Mércio Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-2554658072179991728?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-14817426833776058582009-12-17T20:46:00.000-08:002010-01-22T11:37:50.312-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/Sy3EMu_nfpI/AAAAAAAAAg0/I4dh0SE-prY/s1600-h/imagem-sensual-casal-blog1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417201649848909458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 365px; height: 420px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/Sy3EMu_nfpI/AAAAAAAAAg0/I4dh0SE-prY/s320/imagem-sensual-casal-blog1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Em Você<br /><br />No subterrâneo da minha dor<br />Entre lágrimas de pranto<br />Encontrei um sonho antigo<br />Oprimido... Desafeiçoado<br />Num canto... Sem canto<br />...você<br /><br />E na marginalidade<br />Do desencanto<br />Na tortura do meu pranto<br />Naquele instante não pude sentir<br />A candura perfumada<br />...você<br /><br />Na obscuridade das curvas<br />Que meneiam minha alma<br />Ceifando minhas asas<br />Em uma garoa de tristeza<br />Não pude enxergar<br />... Você<br /><br />Risos...<br /><br />Na inclemência do alento<br />Na expectativa do momento<br />Entre a brisa e o vento<br />Tentei vislumbrar<br />... Você<br /><br />E nas brumas do meu pranto<br />Entre encantos e desencantos<br />Que faz minha esperança viver<br />Sempre busco encontrar<br />O sorriso... Os olhos... O amor<br />... Em você<br /><br />Rô Lopes e Mércio Moura</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(dezembro/2009 - dialógo)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-1481742683377605858?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-15709261223901261472009-12-17T20:42:00.000-08:002010-01-22T11:38:21.471-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/Sy3DdbMVcnI/AAAAAAAAAgs/SBe75mhLEpg/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417200837079691890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 440px; height: 520px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/Sy3DdbMVcnI/AAAAAAAAAgs/SBe75mhLEpg/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Pecado e Pecador</span><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >...Então me perdoe!</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Porque se amar for pecado</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Realmente por ti pequei</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Clamo perdão porque te amei</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Não sei onde está escrito</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Nem se existe mesmo esta lei</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Mas se existe como diz,</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Sou ré confesso...</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Perdoe, porque pequei!</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Pequei e não fiz nada de mal</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Nem senti ter errado</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Continuarei por ti pecando</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Com coração quebrantado</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Você insiste que é pecado</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Esta nossa ternura, entrega e amor</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Mas... Se amar for pecado</span><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Você também é um pecador</span><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" >Rô Lopes </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-1570926122390126147?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-68640207911908209162009-08-09T18:03:00.000-07:002010-01-22T11:43:12.189-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S1n_o0oQqsI/AAAAAAAAAkE/IOK0wozvgVs/s1600-h/43bae71413bd0f1da880ea4e0533cbfa.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 481px; height: 520px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/S1n_o0oQqsI/AAAAAAAAAkE/IOK0wozvgVs/s320/43bae71413bd0f1da880ea4e0533cbfa.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429651902559201986" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Flor dos caminhos,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Teu precioso mel esparge doçura no ar...</span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O bosque se faz passarela ante teu requebro</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Quando tuas pétalas são levadas ao vento,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Deslizando por trilhas íngremes.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Causando inveja a outras flores belas</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Borboletas perdidas pousam sobre ti</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E o sol a realçar tua beleza multicolorida,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De faces aveludadas...</span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Esquecida está ao lado dos caminhos,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Flor campestre...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Caminheiros não se importam com tua candura.</span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Porém,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Quando sinto em minha alma tão suave perfume,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Em meu peito viceja o amor...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que floresce e encanta a cada toque de tuas pétalas.</span></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Flor,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Divina criação!</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6864020791190820916?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-31788633290283327322009-08-09T16:13:00.000-07:002010-01-22T11:43:59.851-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OGs4CqxKRUM/SPeoPDsIlTI/AAAAAAAABGw/c0jkQV_x8Vs/ATYAAACRnE02rsHoZ3tDNcYKQzfg0JyzIRtetJRPzReG4qugH84N5-tXMgp-XIsL4Sf0DEKqf1QuUmpf2bo6W4SbO-HwAJtU9VBNcmpkJrWodQkqZINTADnfxaclyA.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 500px; height: 430px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OGs4CqxKRUM/SPeoPDsIlTI/AAAAAAAABGw/c0jkQV_x8Vs/ATYAAACRnE02rsHoZ3tDNcYKQzfg0JyzIRtetJRPzReG4qugH84N5-tXMgp-XIsL4Sf0DEKqf1QuUmpf2bo6W4SbO-HwAJtU9VBNcmpkJrWodQkqZINTADnfxaclyA.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu sou uma mulher criança que preciso de muito carinho.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sou apenas uma mulher que sonha e ama, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sofre e chora, ama e namora.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sou uma mulher que foi enclausurada, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Queria tudo e não tinha nada.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Queria amar e me sentir amada.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sou uma mulher criança, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que brinco, sofro e danço.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sou uma mulher enfeitiçada, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que a vida prometeu muito,e não deu quase nada.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sou o que sou, e quero o que não tenho.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sou como o vento que bate em desalinho.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sou uma sonhadora de viver</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vivo de sonhos porque se eu não sonhar,posso vir a morrer.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O tempo passou e encontrei você, o meu sonho dourado...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que só existia em prosa e verso</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E hoje é por mim amado.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mas sou uma triste mulher alegre com vontade chorar</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A alegria me contagia, porque voltei a amar.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E sou menina ainda que requer atenção</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Porque sonho ser amada por você</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E vivo na contemplação.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sonho.... Sou criança... Sou mulher!</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-3178863329028332732?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-75541772834013868512009-08-09T12:05:00.000-07:002010-01-22T11:39:33.341-08:00<a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OGs4CqxKRUM/SQ4G0noEJoI/AAAAAAAABO4/uDCqRnV6Z9E/kdjnsmsn%20gif.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 550px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OGs4CqxKRUM/SQ4G0noEJoI/AAAAAAAABO4/uDCqRnV6Z9E/kdjnsmsn%20gif.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Sinto em mim um grande vazio...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Altos e baixos de emoção,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Alegria quando penso em você</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Dor na distância que separa corações</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Por vezes você a preenche, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Outras não. </span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Situação que me rouba a paz</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Leva todas as certezas... </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Fico sem chão. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Não sei na verdade quem sou. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Apego-me no que tenho</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Neste mundo interno e pequeno</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Mas é tanta tristeza, tanta solidão... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Suspiro profundo na esperança de </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Amenizar a dor... </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Em vão... </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Um travo na garganta... </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O amor que sinto conhece apenas um caminho</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A estrada do seu coração. </span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O peito fica pequeno pra tanto amor</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Que cresce a cada pulsar. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">E o sangue nas veias clama</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A vontade de te beijar... </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Ó distância ingrata</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Que me fere... Judia e mata, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Impede o cruzar de nossos olhares</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Tocar sua pele... Seus lábios</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Sentem a loucura deste amor</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Que não se importa em sofrer... </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Apenas quer te querer!</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Mércio Moura</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-7554177283401386851?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-37323680124195608622009-08-09T11:53:00.000-07:002010-01-12T16:30:19.956-08:00<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNnFPF6IqgI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rEXYVvrRVKg/s288/gfrt.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 226px; height: 288px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNnFPF6IqgI/AAAAAAAAAh8/rEXYVvrRVKg/s288/gfrt.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Da janela do meu quarto<br />Eu via o mundo lá fora<br />Pessoas passando apressadas<br />Crianças indo pra escola<br /><br />Da janela do meu quarto<br />Contemplava o azul do céu<br />Via vários formatos nas nuvens<br />Enxergava todo meu eu<br /><br />Da janela do meu quarto eu sonhava acordada<br />Via o mundo através da vidraça refulgente<br />A imaginação sempre elevava em disparada<br />Ate quebrarem o vidro da janela de repente<br /><br />Quem quebrou<br />Não sei.<br /><br />Janela fechada<br />Vidro quebrado<br />Sonhos idos<br />Do mundo que pintava colorido<br />Não sobrou quase nada<br /><br />Da janela do meu quarto<br />Restou uma vaga e saudosa lembrança<br />Porque o mundo é aqui do lado de fora<br />Onde lutamos contra a esperança<br /><br />Sem janelas...<br />Sem vidraças...<br />Poucos sonhos.<br /><br />Rô Lopes </span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-3732368012419560862?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-35205609953807515642009-02-10T19:10:00.000-08:002009-11-22T12:48:53.892-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SwmfVSjnxUI/AAAAAAAAAfo/JqvYIkwXDNI/s1600/5454.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407028015742305602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SwmfVSjnxUI/AAAAAAAAAfo/JqvYIkwXDNI/s320/5454.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Quando te vi me veio um lampejo<br />Senti fortemente súbito amor<br />Centelha de ternura e grande desejo<br />Tomou meu corpo por intenso calor<br /><br />A primeira vista amor eu senti<br />Indefinível pela voz humana<br />Coisa de alma que nem permiti<br />Essência da essência, pois dela emana<br /><br />Sinto amor... Vivo amor... Quero este amor<br />Meu peito gritou por ti sem enganar<br />Foi algo sagrado causando doce torpor<br />Você viveu o mesmo... Senti ao abraçar<br /><br />Estremeci estremecemos com este abraço<br />Um ato convidativo cheio de tesão<br />Quando percebemos estávamos igual um laço<br />Vivendo no primeiro momento uma paixão<br /><br />Fitou meus olhos com profundidade,<br />Como flechas penetrando juntas e medula<br />Entregamo-nos entrelaçados com muito ardor<br />Foram momentos lindos inimagináveis<br />Fizemos na relva molhada um idílio de amor<br /><br />Da primeira vez<br />Lampejo e calor<br />Almas entorpecidas<br />Relva...<br />Um ninho de amor!<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Devaneio de nossa primeira noite de amor)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-3520560995380751564?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-2299046997936349952009-02-10T18:36:00.000-08:002009-11-22T12:50:18.709-08:00<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OGs4CqxKRUM/SRBwPR9JbHI/AAAAAAAABQ4/cO9X_1mFPNw/s800/strange.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OGs4CqxKRUM/SRBwPR9JbHI/AAAAAAAABQ4/cO9X_1mFPNw/s800/strange.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Brejos floridos... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Igarapés!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ninho imaculado e fecundo... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Campo sagrado e fértil</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fortaleza frágil!... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Necessita preservação</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É o berço dos rios...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Natureza oferece seu colo onde a seiva da vida nasce</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O céu desfaz-se em pranto</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A brisa desce em forma de manto irrigando os veios</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Alagando a terra...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Borboletas são anjos divinais que a mãe natureza adornou</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pra saudar aquele que traz vida aos homens</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Filhos do amor!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fecunda é a rocha,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Como num parto faz florescer o chão</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Escorrendo inocente pela terra inóspita a água</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Por onde passa oferece vida que traz em sua essência</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Doando àqueles do caminho</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sua viagem prossegue rumo ao grande pai</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O mar azul imenso a espera e abraça</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O ciclo então recomeça...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No infinito das ondas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Na profundeza infinda do mar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cadeias de algas... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fontes de oxigênio que garantem juventude à velhice<br />Mas ainda há tempo!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Equilíbrio e razão superam os imperativos da má distribuição</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No futuro água não poderá faltar, pois dela dependemos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A água que bebemos é um presente... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Um legado</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De nossos antepassados vindo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aos nossos sucessores deixados!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-229904699793634995?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-71655468630890574732009-02-10T18:26:00.000-08:002009-11-22T12:51:01.293-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SZI4NkYdixI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gm7khxmZnro/s1600-h/a_tudo_trocado.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301361517124225810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SZI4NkYdixI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gm7khxmZnro/s320/a_tudo_trocado.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As páginas do livro da minha vida escritas<br />Tem algumas folhas em branco<br />Foram as oportunidades que por medo perdi<br />Quero preenche-las agora com encanto<br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tanta página em branco no livro da minha vida<br />Tanto amor, sonhos e anseios deixei para trás<br />Quero reaver este tempo perdido no agora<br />Porque o tempo passado é inimigo<br />É algoz da existência não volta jamais<br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que fazer com este livro com páginas salteadas<br />Porque o que foi escrito não tem como mudar mais<br />O que ficou em branco está sendo preenchido<br />Páginas escritas não tem números tem muitos ais<br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Felicidade que meu livro está sendo completado<br />Nenhuma página ficará em branco alarido<br />Cometerei as loucuras que me pede a alma<br />Para que não arrependa do que não tenha vivido<br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Por medo... Covardia<br />Páginas brancas...<br />Sendo preenchidas<br />Ainda há tempo!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes</span></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-7165546863089057473?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-10629929908480490082009-02-10T18:19:00.000-08:002009-11-22T12:51:46.198-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SZI3LStLsuI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7CGuLXK4w8M/s1600-h/ATcAAABnKW5veVeibdh90voeKAlADBUZFMyeBldTA00MR4eS4A9R4P_7K5AwpQ6qwxIZWwqCP8Jz8Nc-DvYDcJO_p175AJtU9.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301360378507932386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SZI3LStLsuI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7CGuLXK4w8M/s320/ATcAAABnKW5veVeibdh90voeKAlADBUZFMyeBldTA00MR4eS4A9R4P_7K5AwpQ6qwxIZWwqCP8Jz8Nc-DvYDcJO_p175AJtU9.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SZI20Q1Ge4I/AAAAAAAAAD8/levb_v-S-vA/s1600-h/arcoiris.bmp"></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sobre o arco-íris vou voar,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Desvendar segredos...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O toque do vento em meu rosto</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Instiga insana procura por seus beijos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mas ele é inatingível</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ao me aproximar, foge de mim.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É arredio como tu, menina faceira.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que de mim parece ter medo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O que fazer para teu amor ganhar?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Até o arco-íris eu vou, moça trigueira. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Derrubar seus medos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Desvendar segredos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Quero somente seu beijo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E nele,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As cores do arco-íris!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-1062992990848049008?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-25839808861441966652009-02-10T18:16:00.000-08:002009-11-22T12:52:40.028-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SZI1tGGa4oI/AAAAAAAAAD0/56dS5o5vDvk/s1600-h/3.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301358760216420994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNFzudLOoDE/SZI1tGGa4oI/AAAAAAAAAD0/56dS5o5vDvk/s320/3.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Busca teus lábios para saciar<br />Arrasta-se lentamente<br />Para te encontrar<br /><br />Está na solidão<br />Ferindo a alma<br />Sangrando coração<br /><br />De tanta... É atroz<br />Apunhalando lentamente<br />Como carrasco do nós<br /><br />Carece compaixão<br />Faz doer com veemência<br />Corpo alma coração<br /><br />Saudade vá se embora<br />Longe de mim esta dor<br />Dê lugar ao meu amor<br /><br />Saudade...<br /><br />Busca... Arrasta<br />Domina... É algoz<br />Lenta... Traiçoeira<br />Torna-se carrasco de nós<br />Saudade... Vá embora...<br />Sou mulher...<br />Meu coração sangra...<br />Minha alma chora...<br />Minha solidão... Implora<br />Por favor... Saia agora!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-2583980886144196665?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-78381076452029275752009-02-10T18:05:00.000-08:002009-11-22T13:31:52.739-08:00<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNb_EPuBIaI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zANwEnrg-cY/s400/Untitled%201.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNb_EPuBIaI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zANwEnrg-cY/s400/Untitled%201.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Numa noite de sonhos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Perdido nas ondas de um mar misterioso.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Manso, calmo...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mas, sujeito às tempestades que o tornam bravio,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Revolto...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eis que após uma onda em desalinho,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Surge à minha frente o brilho que vida afora procuro!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Já havia desistido,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Caminhava ao léu,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Perdido...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aproximei-me temeroso</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Estendi-lhe minhas trêmulas mãos!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tomado de um impulso trouxe-a pra junto de mim,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De encontro ao meu coração.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Senti-a por inteiro...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sua vontade de viver,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E intensa capacidade de amar!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Seus dóceis dedos tocaram-me com suavidade o rosto!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Beijei levemente seus viçosos lábios,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Desfaleceu-se em meus braços</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tão cansada estava...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pérola, simplesmente pérola...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Alma rica de sentimentos puros que brilham em teu seio!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E a luz que passa por teus olhos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É a essência do amor</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A fina pérola do seu amor!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">(Dedicada com carinho a poetisa Rô Lopes)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-7838107645202927575?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-6390311764362655362009-02-10T14:13:00.000-08:002009-11-22T12:55:03.431-08:00<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OGs4CqxKRUM/SRYM2zoOjXI/AAAAAAAABVs/BuiOAN-qLWA/s800/jjk.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OGs4CqxKRUM/SRYM2zoOjXI/AAAAAAAABVs/BuiOAN-qLWA/s800/jjk.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Madrugada rompendo aurora<br />Lua ainda em fulgor<br />Quando te vi naquele instante<br />Coração disse: é o amor<br /><br />Aproximou-se da janela sorrindo<br />No ímpeto meus lábios beijar<br />A brisa em cumplicidade bailou<br />Abrindo porta... Convidando entrar<br /><br />Fitei teus olhos envolvente a me olhar<br />Estremeci tamanha emoção<br />Vi neles a profundidade do mar<br /><br />Ah! Como envolveu minha alma<br />Arrancando-me do cárcere da solidão<br />Afagou-me em abraço com calma<br />Que delicioso carinho... Sensação<br /><br />Embeveci com sua boca delineada<br />Esculpi meus lábios aos seus<br /><br />Agradeci a noite a despedir<br />Pássaros cantando... Amanheceu<br />Nos pomos enamorados a sorrir<br />O amor o tempo venceu...<br /><br />Madrugada... Brisa<br />Bocas... Olhares... Abraços<br />Amanheceu<br />Amor vencendo o tempo<br />Enamorados...<br />Esculpidos beijos<br />Eu sou tua...<br />Você é meu!<br />O tempo se foi...<br />O amor venceu!</span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes</span> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-639031176436265536?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-63961355103487812242008-11-09T11:40:00.000-08:002009-11-22T12:56:01.639-08:00<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OGs4CqxKRUM/SRYzPIn9XKI/AAAAAAAABXE/pHYYwlEyj4E/s400/romantic.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OGs4CqxKRUM/SRYzPIn9XKI/AAAAAAAABXE/pHYYwlEyj4E/s400/romantic.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Com você eu quero ir</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Confio no que tens a me dar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tanto já deixamos de lado</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nosso desejo é amar!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Com você eu vou </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Algo bom nos espera</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Há muito protelamos a felicidade</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Amor lindo como a primavera</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Com você eu vou</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pra qualquer lugar que for</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Muito por medo deixamos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Agora vou viver este amor!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vou, preciso ir</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E você em meu peito levar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Juntos estamos a viver</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A mais bela sinfonia de amar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes e Mércio Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6396135510348781224?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-20196345696424368662008-11-09T11:39:00.001-08:002009-11-22T12:58:50.817-08:00<a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SOeTlpjb3nI/AAAAAAAAAsw/1frLrHSeHiI/s288/ATgAAADQsJH0-i-UNgajWGdKpZXjW76jERs_n3GqeAqOWWuNui9X0AMxjowF2bWQXcoQGHSlFtDO-cRnEuIYiULybUYZAJtU9VB-VD5tTXAVKpqi5ZyTKEM545-9xw.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SOeTlpjb3nI/AAAAAAAAAsw/1frLrHSeHiI/s288/ATgAAADQsJH0-i-UNgajWGdKpZXjW76jERs_n3GqeAqOWWuNui9X0AMxjowF2bWQXcoQGHSlFtDO-cRnEuIYiULybUYZAJtU9VB-VD5tTXAVKpqi5ZyTKEM545-9xw.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Se tu queres que me vá,<br />Irei...<br />Não questionarei sua decisão.<br />Partirei...<br /><br />Pense bem no que queres que faça,<br />Farei...<br />Mas tenho uma palavra a você...<br />Não retornarei.<br /><br />Desejas tudo, podes tudo e tudo decide,<br />Acatarei...<br />Lembre que matou sonho de duas almas.<br /><br />Perecerei...<br /><br />Partirei...<br />Não retornarei...<br />Perecerás!<br /><br />Rô Lopes</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-2019634569642436866?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-17770134144466675862008-11-07T14:05:00.000-08:002009-11-22T12:59:32.713-08:00<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNqSyd2LXOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/hvbv91ZDHUw/s288/1549447.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNqSyd2LXOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/hvbv91ZDHUw/s288/1549447.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Penumbra em meu quarto.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Silencio absoluto!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ouve-se noite adentro </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fortes batidas em meu coração</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sufocado pelo desejo de ter você... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sua silhueta a bailar...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nua no vento, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No vazio do meu pensamento... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Trazendo à lembrança momentos vividos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Invadindo meu peito</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Machucando com jeito... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pedaços de lua entram pela janela entreaberta</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A dormitar em meu leitoLá fora sons... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pássaros noturnos cantam tristes. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Madrugada morta</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A brisa, maestrina da noite rege lúgubre melodia. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O vento a balouçar a folhagem </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Flores solitárias choram ao luar... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pensamentos vagam sem rumos pela imensidão</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Folhas secas rolam</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Perdidas pelo chão... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu aqui...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Só... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A rolar em minha cama</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nesta afliçãoSonhando com seus beijos e carícias... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O açoite do vento a sussurrar o seu nome</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mas sabe que não vens</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Promessas em vão</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pois sua morada </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É outro coração!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-1777013414446667586?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-71987797778700758702008-11-07T13:54:00.000-08:002009-11-22T16:40:46.922-08:00<a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SOEtpxPYLjI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Ot2uY9qJWVg/s288/a35.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 284px; height: 288px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SOEtpxPYLjI/AAAAAAAAAmo/Ot2uY9qJWVg/s288/a35.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sonhar sempre é bom<br />Sonhar sempre é real<br />Sonhar faz parte da vida<br />Sonhar por um ideal<br /><br />Sonhar por um amor<br />Sonhar por um momento<br />Sonhar com todo ardor<br />Sonhar por algum tempo<br /><br />Sonhar... Sonhar... Sonhar...<br />Com tudo que dá prazer<br />Não sonhar só por sonhar<br />É sonhar e também tecer<br /><br />Tecer planos para o futuro<br />Vivendo o futuro no presente<br />Sonhar mistura com a realidade<br />Que o devaneio causa na mente<br /><br />Sonhar...<br />Por que não?<br />Devaneio.</span></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-7198779777870075870?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-26919034679205014902008-11-07T13:49:00.000-08:002009-11-22T13:01:04.120-08:00<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SN0vyh1rWQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wrdcWZrsMww/s288/AnothonyMaillandandCarefreeWonder02.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SN0vyh1rWQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/wrdcWZrsMww/s288/AnothonyMaillandandCarefreeWonder02.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hoje a vida recomeça</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sinto em mim a força da lua</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Não mais sofrimento e tristeza</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chega de decepções e desencantos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Um novo dia se faz agora</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Doce melodia revigora a alma</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Alegria de um menino feliz pela volta ao tempo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Quero reviver...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Passear por caminhos outrora alegres</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ornado por flores de todos os tons</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Correr descalço sob a chuva</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pelos quintais subir em árvores...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Colher seus frutos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Peito desnudo ao nadar no rio</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sentir o aroma dos campos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cantar com passarinhos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ver o pôr do sol</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sentir o brilho da lua...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ouvir o som do vento acariciando meu rosto</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ah... Doce felicidade!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Porque tem que ser assim!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Deixo de ser criança e tu foges de mim!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-2691903467920501490?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-55654558475779472522008-11-07T13:46:00.000-08:002009-11-22T13:01:44.459-08:00<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SQIeTPBjwAI/AAAAAAAABGM/M63prpLFzRo/s400/5d9641ca3e8518453bec69b173bcce5d.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SQIeTPBjwAI/AAAAAAAABGM/M63prpLFzRo/s400/5d9641ca3e8518453bec69b173bcce5d.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Alguns lábios eu beijei<br />Muitos ou poucos não sei<br />Beijos pérfidos que no passado ficaram<br />E agora relembrei<br /><br />Por que<br /><br />Daqueles lábios que beijaram<br />Que nos meus tocaram<br />Não foram beijos de amor<br />Enganei-me e se enganaram<br /><br />Sedução<br /><br />Beijos, lábios, são caricias significantes<br />Não sinto saudade dos que para trás ficaram<br />Beijos, toques, são eletrizantes<br />Sei que não amei e nem me amaram<br /><br />Sentimentos<br /><br />É muito bom o que sinto agora<br />É insano sutil e fumegante<br />Sentimentos se misturam e me enamora<br />E o beijo que me estremecerá está adiante.<br /><br />Seus beijos...<br />Seus lábios...<br />Você! </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5565455847577947252?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-88665072430065033392008-11-07T13:38:00.000-08:002009-11-22T13:02:24.383-08:00<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SN6qc4ZoXBI/AAAAAAAAAl0/jLApkmPm3WE/s288/ATYAAAAr9MR4mWU8AHjmyAu6RdwJ6NGH36ZIFGj1xESZQcbspQ0MwFjcktkjc9ZDNHNju13iqBTNgMr-0Leg2vUUfpDiAJtU9VDcSczpIomYOb0w4JKP9HdIRkWFOQ.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SN6qc4ZoXBI/AAAAAAAAAl0/jLApkmPm3WE/s288/ATYAAAAr9MR4mWU8AHjmyAu6RdwJ6NGH36ZIFGj1xESZQcbspQ0MwFjcktkjc9ZDNHNju13iqBTNgMr-0Leg2vUUfpDiAJtU9VDcSczpIomYOb0w4JKP9HdIRkWFOQ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sem respostas que aquietem o coração</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dilacera meu peito em agonia.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Melancólica é a tarde,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vislumbro a quietude do mundo lá fora.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tudo estático eu vejo!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O sol a dourar montanhas inertes</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Velhos jardins com suas rosas seculares</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pássaros melodiosos e suas eternas canções</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aparente calma intriga</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Conflita com meu mundo interno</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Avalanche toma forma em meu peito</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O sangue nas veias pulsa</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E algo diferente acontece!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Desperta em mim bravura adormecida</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Com novo sabor de aventuras...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A busca agora é objetiva</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A inércia já não existe</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Necessito viver...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ressurgir das cinzas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E a gloria conhecer...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Um novo eu acaba de nascer!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-8866507243006503339?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-53434265010815568002008-11-06T19:59:00.000-08:002009-11-22T13:32:32.260-08:00<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SQdQ-a9H1MI/AAAAAAAABJk/ynjVWF7af98/s400/3.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SQdQ-a9H1MI/AAAAAAAABJk/ynjVWF7af98/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O que é amar uma mulher<br />É conferir-lhe certas regalias<br />E sempre estar com ela na alma<br />E querer estar com ela todos os dias<br /><br />O que é amar uma mulher<br />É tratar ela com candura<br />Poder abraçá-la e senti-la palpitando<br />Usando de toda a ternura<br /><br />O que é amar uma mulher<br />É mostrar-lhe o firmamento<br />Poder demonstrar seu amor,<br />Conquistando seu afeto<br />Em qualquer circunstância e momento<br /><br />Amar uma mulher é fazê-la feliz<br />Para que se sinta plena, única e realizada<br />É ter ela dona de seu pensamento<br />E deixá-la saber que é amada<br /><br />O que é amar uma mulher<br />É deixar ela se sentir desejada<br />Acolher o retorno dentro do peito<br />Deixando-se amar e a fazendo amada.<br /><br />Amar uma mulher...<br />É ser amado!<br /><br />Rô Lopes </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5343426501081556800?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-5996942491013419252008-10-04T21:23:00.000-07:002009-11-22T13:12:34.804-08:00<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SOFERcWxi9I/AAAAAAAAAm0/lAK22mQ9DHs/s288/casalagua.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SOFERcWxi9I/AAAAAAAAAm0/lAK22mQ9DHs/s288/casalagua.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eis que surge o amanhecer!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O sol em sua chegada magistral dispersa toda penumbra sobre a terra...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Seus raios em profusão,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Matizam nos céus um misto de paz e desejo!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vivo intensamente o nascer deste dia!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Contemplo prados e campinas...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vislumbro além das esquinas,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Onde nasce o amor que a vida encanta e a deixa colorida.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Em bando voam na imensidão do céu</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vagando ao léu,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Araras azuis...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Com destino certeiro quero voar,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pousar na fonte viva que faz jorrar nos lábios teus,</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Palavras de mel!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que cobrem meu viver de paz</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E tiram do caminho o amargo fel...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-599694249101341925?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-20518222808220609582008-10-01T12:07:00.000-07:002009-11-22T13:13:16.458-08:00<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SMwKOzX62jI/AAAAAAAAAYs/U5zhZN6HkIY/s288/sefh8.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SMwKOzX62jI/AAAAAAAAAYs/U5zhZN6HkIY/s288/sefh8.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É preciso conhecer seu corpo<br />Demarcar meu território amado<br />É necessário entregar-se por inteiro<br />Para se sentir um ser realizado<br /><br />É preciso entregar-se com amor<br />Deixar a marca em um coração<br />É necessária essa entrega com ardor<br />Para sentir deliciosa e sublime emoção<br /><br />É preciso ter sede e fome do outro<br />Para ficar registrado um idílio<br />É necessário o entrelaçar corpo a corpo<br />Para que as almas não se sintam no exílio<br /><br />É preciso saber viver este amor com ternura<br />Para não machucar o coração apaixonado<br />É necessário entregar corpo, alma e coração<br />Para que ambos caminhem sempre lado a lado.<br /><br />É preciso...<br />É necessário!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes</span></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-2051822280822060958?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-55318126788045546532008-09-27T11:45:00.000-07:002009-11-22T13:14:26.423-08:00<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNf30QmGUPI/AAAAAAAAAfw/0UxQyEHmaKs/s288/xi.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNf30QmGUPI/AAAAAAAAAfw/0UxQyEHmaKs/s288/xi.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que venha o sol tocar sua pele</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Enquanto minhas mãos a percorrem, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sentindo sua suavidade...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Seus lábios com doçura quero beijar.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que venha o vento cheio de galanteios</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A sacudir cortinas de sonhos,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Agitando seus cabelos ornados com flores do campo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Colhidas pra perfumar nosso ninhoE por fim,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que a brisa refresque seu corpo,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pra que novamente eu o aqueça ao anoitecer!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que o canto dos pássaros toque sutilmente tua alma</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E neste torpor a levem para além dos sonhos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Deitando-a sobre a relva macia</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Deleitando-se com o amor que tenho a lhe oferecer.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O horizonte abre-se a nossa frente</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E convida-nos a sentir a vida!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Solte-se ao sabor do amor</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Neste jardim de encantos venha sonhar!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sinta o perfume do sabugueiro</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A inebriar docemente sua alma amada por mim</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Deixe-se harmonizar com os céus...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cantarei em versos o brilho do nosso amor!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Neste dia que é só nosso...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Dedicado a poetisa Rô Lopes)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5531812678804554653?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-61846086800982599422008-09-27T11:37:00.000-07:002009-11-22T13:16:09.133-08:00<a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNvKxiMz2zI/AAAAAAAAAkA/OCRm1tfPeqo/s288/asdlfipjgfg.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNvKxiMz2zI/AAAAAAAAAkA/OCRm1tfPeqo/s288/asdlfipjgfg.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Passado terminado, sepultado...<br />Encerrou-se em minha vida um ciclo<br />Tudo concluído, acabado<br />Sem subestimar o tempo<br />E não causar alarido<br /><br />Só restou pegar a mala ir embora<br />Eu optei sair e ver o mundo aqui fora<br />Vivenciar o amor verdadeiro que sonhei um dia<br />E agora minha alma implora<br /><br />Com as malas prontas peguei a estrada<br />Quero viver este amor, ter atitude<br />O que ficou pra trás foi enterrado<br />Vou vivenciar este amor<br />Em toda sua plenitude<br /><br />Prossigo a encontrar este idílio<br />No meio do caminho<br />E seguir juntos para sonhos realizar<br />Ter espaço, ternura enlevo e carinho<br />Entregar-se ao amor e saber amar<br /><br />Este amor será agora mais bem vivido<br />Por que cada um de nós já é um fruto maduro<br />Amor sereno, calmo, intenso e colorido<br />Porque dois seres deixou seu passado, seu verdugo<br />E agora juntos quer saborear o futuro.<br /><br /><br />Caminho<br />Amor maduro<br />Ressurgindo...<br /><br />Rô Lopes</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-6184608680098259942?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-41298482163579854252008-09-24T13:44:00.001-07:002009-11-22T13:18:27.791-08:00<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNqSyd2LXOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/hvbv91ZDHUw/s288/1549447.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNqSyd2LXOI/AAAAAAAAAjE/hvbv91ZDHUw/s288/1549447.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Penumbra em meu quarto.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Silencio absoluto!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ouve-se noite adentro </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fortes batidas em meu coração</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sufocado pelo desejo de ter você... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sua silhueta a bailar...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nua no vento, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No vazio do meu pensamento... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Trazendo à lembrança momentos vividos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Invadindo meu peito</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Machucando com jeito... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pedaços de lua entram pela janela entreaberta</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A dormitar em meu leitoLá fora sons... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pássaros noturnos cantam tristes. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Madrugada morta</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A brisa, maestrina da noite rege lúgubre melodia. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O vento a balouçar a folhagem </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Flores solitárias choram ao luar... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pensamentos vagam sem rumos pela imensidão</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Folhas secas rolam</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Perdidas pelo chão... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu aqui... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Só... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A rolar em minha cama</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nesta afliçãoSonhando com seus beijos e carícias... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O açoite do vento a sussurrar o seu nome</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mas sabe que não vens</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Promessas em vão</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pois sua morada </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É outro coração!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-4129848216357985425?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-86943433236345245332008-09-23T23:02:00.000-07:002009-11-22T13:17:01.642-08:00<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SMwKOzX62jI/AAAAAAAAAYs/U5zhZN6HkIY/s288/sefh8.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SMwKOzX62jI/AAAAAAAAAYs/U5zhZN6HkIY/s288/sefh8.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É preciso conhecer seu corpo<br />Demarcar meu território amado<br />É necessário entregar-se por inteiro<br />Para se sentir um ser realizado</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É preciso entregar-se com amor<br />Deixar a marca em um coração<br />É necessária essa entrega com ardor<br />Para sentir deliciosa e sublime emoção</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É preciso ter sede e fome do outro<br />Para ficar registrado um idílio<br />É necessário o entrelaçar corpo a corpo<br />Para que as almas não se sintam no exílio</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É preciso saber viver este amor com ternura<br />Para não machucar o coração apaixonado<br />É necessário entregar corpo, alma e coração<br />Para que ambos caminhem sempre lado a lado.<br /></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É preciso...<br />É necessário!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rô Lopes </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-8694343323634524533?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-12781617659998682522008-09-23T22:37:00.000-07:002009-11-22T13:20:04.016-08:00<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNnQqEQtgQI/AAAAAAAAAiI/BJPWaZtY0C8/s288/lindo%2Clindo%2Clindo.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNnQqEQtgQI/AAAAAAAAAiI/BJPWaZtY0C8/s288/lindo%2Clindo%2Clindo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Há muito que vivo... Apenas sobrevivo!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Como autômato sem rumo que caminha a esmo...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Numa estrada que não tem fimSempre foi assim!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Emoções foram e vieram</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nas curvas deste labirinto em que me vejo.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E toma conta de mim...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nada fez mudar o curso deste tortuoso rio que se arrasta ao passar dos anos...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Neste universo apenas sobrevivo...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Lá fora fico à deriva nas tenebrosas ondas de um mar revolto </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Difícil saber o que sou em meio a escombros,</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Desilusões e amores incompreendidos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Porém anseio novos mundos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sei que eles existem...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Algo que se diz chamar felicidade</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Soprou aos meus ouvidos tempos atrás</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Trazida por ventos conhecedores da liberdade...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Desbravadores de oceanos... Desertos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Campos férteis e corações apaixonados</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Uivando disse-me o vento </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que o sol daria ordens à luaIndicando o caminho à paixão a mim prometida</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ao amor que meu peito anseia...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pois somente ela tem a chave encantada </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A livrar-me deste universo interior em que sou prisioneiro</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A conduzir-me por vales... bosques...desfiladeiros.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rumo a fonte de águas puras e belas </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Desde então minha agonia é maior...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Alma chora liberdade anunciada</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mas escorrem-se sorrateiros pelos vãos dos dedos, os anos.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Já me vejo ao meio da caminhada quase sem esperanças...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O tempo esvaindo-se lentamente realça minha dor</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sulcos em meu rosto marcam meu velado desespero</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Somente em sonhos antevejo o momento</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Em que as taramelas dos meus medos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sejam violadas pela meiguice estampada em um rosto.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A portadora da chave!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A tomar-me as mãos... Seguindo ao infinito</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Planando as maravilhas prometidas pela brisa</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Vivendo os encantos do amor... A beleza das flores </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Agora as vejo com um colorido diferente</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O som do vento me traz melodias suaves</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nunca antes sentida!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E neste despertar pra vida, reconheço-a ao meu lado </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O mesmo semblante que sempre vi em meus sonhos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A possuidora da chave mágica!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que libertaria o lobo triste contido neste universo íntimo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Preso por uma fechadura emperrada</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sedento por novas emoções...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A procura da felicidade plena!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mércio Moura</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-1278161765999868252?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-46665150506379999112008-09-23T18:28:00.000-07:002009-12-30T20:41:59.892-08:00<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNWEW2QJzNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iKgUYU3zkSM/s288/minas%2520monjolo_0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNWEW2QJzNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iKgUYU3zkSM/s288/minas%2520monjolo_0.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Monjolo, Marcador Do Tempo<br /></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Marcador incansável do tempo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Esquecido nos confins de uma era que se vai... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Marcou seu tempo, um tempo em que reinou. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Voltava à posição normal, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Novamente a água enchia-o e despejava-se</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Num doce murmúrio completando o curso </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Que se seguia radiante... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Pelo leito do rio, coroado por flores simples de rara beleza, </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Ele cumprindo seu propósito de </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Deixar marcas no tempo realizando tarefas... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A água corrente era seu combustível, a vida... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Ele a máquina, o ser... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A água continua sendo vida</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">E eu, o velho monjolo!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Tentando marcar meu tempo no tempo em que pela vida passei. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Deixar minha marca impressa no coração dos seres que amei... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">E a marca indelével da saudade na alma de quem na verdade</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Por toda a minha vida chorei!...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Mércio Moura</span> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-4666515050637999911?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-11294764314028245332008-09-23T17:58:00.000-07:002009-12-30T20:40:11.658-08:00<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNmMz_EaMWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/9ayzTGDpsq4/s288/1_1%2520%252810%2529.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNmMz_EaMWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/9ayzTGDpsq4/s288/1_1%2520%252810%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Quero... Preciso</span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Quero um amor com candura<br />Preciso de muita ternura<br /><br />Quero um amor inocente<br />Daquele que faz bem a gente<br /><br />Quero um amor de verdade<br />Preciso de lealdade<br /><br />Quero um amor poesia<br />Preciso de fantasia<br /><br />Quero um amor pra viver<br />Preciso de muito prazer<br /><br />Quero um amor com ardor<br />Preciso de você meu amor<br /><br />Quero...<br />Preciso!<br />Você!!!!<br /><br />Rô Lopes</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-1129476431402824533?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-59892615411729359842008-09-23T17:50:00.000-07:002009-12-30T20:39:08.731-08:00<strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNlwC6QwR2I/AAAAAAAAAho/I-W11y72U50/s288/O.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNlwC6QwR2I/AAAAAAAAAho/I-W11y72U50/s288/O.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O Andarilho<br /></span><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Com lentidão caminha um homem solitário</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Perdido no tempo é o seu olhar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Na mente vagam lembranças</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Pedaços de uma infância sofrida marcada pela miséria e dor</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Talvez a mais terna seja a canção de ninar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Que embalava seus sonhos de criança</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Seja o beijo no rosto</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O ventre macio da mãe que o gerou</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O homem segue driblando a pobreza</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Em sua volta só tristeza na qual se acostumou</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Mora no jardim mais lindo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Vê as flores se abrindo e não as pode colher!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O homem segue...Maltrapilho... Pés no chão</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Faminto e cabisbaixo mendigando seu pão</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Sem oportunidades lá vai ele a caminhar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Ouvindo o som estridente da porta a se fechar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Dorme ao relento, no frio... Que sofrimento</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A fome aperta</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A morte espreita</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Uma lágrima desce</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O homem sem esperanças agora tem esperança...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O sofrimento vai acabar</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A terra recebe seu corpo... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O céu recebe sua alma</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Em sua campa repousa</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Aqui todos o esqueceram</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">No infinito o receberam</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Junto aos anjos e clarins...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Mércio de Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-5989261541172935984?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-76454540016524863092008-09-23T17:20:00.000-07:002009-12-30T20:38:22.640-08:00<a href="http://lh5.google.com/Rooslopes/SNfZlb3c1RI/AAAAAAAAAfA/TkVu8_eBgoU/s288/ADASFASGDH.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/Rooslopes/SNfZlb3c1RI/AAAAAAAAAfA/TkVu8_eBgoU/s288/ADASFASGDH.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Primavera Em Amplitude</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Primavera!<br />Rosas, flores, formas lindas e de todas as cores<br />Inspiração de poetas,<br />Enamorados, românticos e sonhadores<br /><br />Primavera em amplitude<br />Beleza que se estende a outras estações<br />Primavera é vigor, candura, atração, beleza e juventude<br />Estágio de vida em que se conquista e vive<br />Ternas e eternas emoções<br /><br />Primavera, natureza, vida<br />Alegria de época em um mundo contundido<br />Céu azul, pássaros em revoada, atrações multicoloridas<br />Onde tudo que se vive tem outro sentido<br /><br />Primavera do ser humano<br />Lapso de tempo, da busca, riso fácil, felicidade,<br />Liberdade, brincadeiras e ilusão<br />Para quando chegar o inverno da vida<br />Termos agradáveis lembranças em nosso coração<br /><br />Primavera vai... Primavera vem...<br />Observamos este ciclo repetitivo<br />Nós não paramos no tempo<br />Prosseguimos...<br />Vivendo a primavera em outra estação<br />É o lenitivo.<br /><br />Flores<br />Risos<br />Poesias<br />Prossigamos!<br /><br />Rô Lopes</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-7645454001652486309?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-43725236821474867652008-09-23T16:53:00.000-07:002009-12-30T20:37:12.990-08:00<span style="font-size:130%;"></span><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNknyS7yhJI/AAAAAAAAAgc/sm08HsidO8g/s288/IMAGEM%20RECANTO%20FELIZ.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/Rooslopes/SNknyS7yhJI/AAAAAAAAAgc/sm08HsidO8g/s288/IMAGEM%20RECANTO%20FELIZ.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Recanto Feliz<br /></span><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Infância querida!<br />Berço florido dos meus sonhos de criança</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Que o tempo deixou num passado distante!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Naquelas manhas de primavera o vento agitava meus pensamentos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Ao mesmo tempo em que tremulava o arvoredo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Correndo descalço pelo quintal sem medo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Eu, camisa aberta e peito nu!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Visitava as matas, nascentes... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Fontes de águas cristalinas</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Lugares secretos onde ninguém imagina</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Desabrochava assim minha alma inocente!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Neste recanto eu me criei, tornei-me homem e lá deixei. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Um velho berço, paineira florida em frente a casa.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Campos verdes como um tapete sobre chão</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Pássaros que em festa cantavam na janela ao alvorecer</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Saudando o sol que surgia no horizonte</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">E as borboletas azuis enfeitavam a doce manhã primaveril!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Descompassado batia um coração infantil... </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Tanta felicidade eu sentia!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Mas ao passar o tempo</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A felicidade esvai-se pelas frestas da vaidade</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Porém o amor que há neste chão</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Não se esquece jamais... </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Recanto Feliz... Terra de paz!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Mércio de Moura</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-4372523682147486765?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9089786612534036631.post-35437750881315482302008-09-22T21:36:00.000-07:002009-12-30T20:35:13.781-08:00<a href="http://lh5.google.com/lenealice2/SBTvAUQDgOI/AAAAAAAAD7w/FwefD_oE_Sc/s400/casalluar.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/lenealice2/SBTvAUQDgOI/AAAAAAAAD7w/FwefD_oE_Sc/s400/casalluar.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Sonhe... Ame...Viva...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Eu sou aquela perdida<br />Caminhante<br />Que olhava ao leu<br />A vagar distante<br />Sonhava, sonhava...<br />Muito sonho idealizava<br />...<br />Pouco sonho concretizava.<br />Eu sou aquela que bailava<br />Mas em momento algum enlaçava<br />Eu sou aquela do olhar poente<br />Até surgir um sonhador passante<br />...<br />Dois poetas errantes.<br />Sonhos iguais, vidas semelhantes<br />Que ao se cruzarem<br />Avistaram o horizonte<br />E por vagar, andar, sonhar e procurar<br />Passaram sonhos mais adiante<br />E os poetas aprenderam a amar<br /><br />Sonhe poeta<br />Sonhe!<br />Ame poeta<br />Ame!<br />Vive poeta<br />Viva!</span></div><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Rô Lopes</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9089786612534036631-3543775088131548230?l=amandoevivendo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rô Lopes e Mércio Mourahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17072058556089617358noreply@blogger.com0