tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19186557148741510502011-04-21T22:48:00.873+01:00Dois amantes felizes não têm fim nem morte, nascem e morrem tanta vez enquanto vivem, são eternos como é a natureza.José Barbosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13682880226267282077noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918655714874151050.post-57784369809792446112007-10-30T16:05:00.000Z2007-10-30T16:13:08.011Z<div align="center">Misturamo-nos um no outro...<br />enquanto o mar vai e vem sobre a areia...<br />somos uma pequena superfície do Todo da Alma.</div><div align="center"> </div><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c393cf3d38ec0dff" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc393cf3d38ec0dff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331444932%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6262CAA44E5C61BD55DF91BD25B7C2BE37BDDAA9.51B93D459660EF8AC7D217327403A93C7636D937%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc393cf3d38ec0dff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMHwnK2KhcrNbIxWSHGbGsAnNoDU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc393cf3d38ec0dff%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331444932%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6262CAA44E5C61BD55DF91BD25B7C2BE37BDDAA9.51B93D459660EF8AC7D217327403A93C7636D937%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc393cf3d38ec0dff%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMHwnK2KhcrNbIxWSHGbGsAnNoDU&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918655714874151050-5778436980979244611?l=paraalemdaeternidade.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>José Barbosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13682880226267282077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918655714874151050.post-32921567989412150422007-08-18T18:19:00.000+01:002007-08-18T18:33:57.024+01:00Entrei.<br />Poucas mesas vazias. Uma multidão de gente.<br />Um café de Babel, onde apenas se compreendiam os risos e sorrisos de quem saboreava uma noite quente, negra e amarga.<br />Antes de pedir uma mesa, sentei-me no teu olhar. Ao fundo da sala.<br />E por ali fiquei a saborear a beleza das tuas iris...<br />Eram sonhos de uma noite em Budapeste.<br />Algo me dizia que não eras dali.<br />E, ao mesmo tempo, que já me pertencias.<br />Imediatamente, pedi a mesa ao teu lado.<br />Apenas para cheirar a tua pele.<br />Sentir o perfume do teu café Nova Iorque. Em Budapeste.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918655714874151050-3292156798941215042?l=paraalemdaeternidade.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>José Barbosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13682880226267282077noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1918655714874151050.post-23683652772553800382007-08-18T18:16:00.001+01:002007-08-18T18:16:43.485+01:00Viajar... Viajar...<br />Percorrer os caminhos da Europa Imperial...<br />Adormecermos e acordar no tempo em que os reis percorriam as ruas de charrete...<br />e sentirmo-nos verdadeiros príncipes e princesas...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1918655714874151050-2368365277255380038?l=paraalemdaeternidade.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>José Barbosahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13682880226267282077noreply@blogger.com0