<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775</id><updated>2011-06-06T16:50:40.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Del corazon al papel.</title><subtitle type='html'>EN ESTE PEQUEÑO ESPACIO SÒLO QUIERO COMPARTIRLES, TODOS AQUELLOS SENTIMIENTOS DE AMOR, DOLOR, PASIÒN, PENA O ESTANCAMIENTO, QUE YA SEAN EN EL PASADO O EN EL PRESENTE, ME HICIERON, CRECER Y SER QUIEN SOY. SE LOS COMPARTO, CON LA INTENSIÒN DE QUE ASÌ PUEDAN COMPRENDERME QUIZÀS UN POCO MÀS, DE LO QUE HASTA EL DÌA DE HOY...
ACA LES ENTREGO MIS SENTIMIENTOS, ABIERTOS DE PAR EN PAR, PASADO Y PRESENTE HECHO UNO. Y AL SERVICIO DEL AMOR.
BESOS Y HASTA SIEMPRE AMIGOS...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-1284281268961452256</id><published>2011-06-03T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T14:35:48.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Valor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Todo amenaza ser nuevo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;pero tiene el mismo color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Mis ojos ya empañados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;haciendo foco en Dominó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-size: large; "&gt;Pirámides de Ecos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;donde todo se derrumbó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;No puedo elevar el ancla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Tesoro lejano el que se hundió.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Cayendo vos, y en el rescate también yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-size: large; "&gt;Remuevo lo perdido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;mi sangre, tus manos, y lo que también quedó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Desorden resentido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;que me atrae hacia vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;No sos bueno,  y tampoco el peor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Lo perdido, siempre parece ser lo mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Y aunque aún queda vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;lo que falta es Valor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Melina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;11.08.2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;(revolviendo los viejos cajones del amor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-1284281268961452256?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/1284281268961452256/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=1284281268961452256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/1284281268961452256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/1284281268961452256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2011/06/valor.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-117417635067167430</id><published>2007-03-17T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T17:05:50.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4711/2078/1600/218417/B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4711/2078/200/483136/B7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;PENSAMIENTOS DE UN VIAJE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy de regreso a casa,&lt;br /&gt;Con la ilusión de llegar,&lt;br /&gt;y encontrarte sin coraza.&lt;br /&gt;Entregado a mi amor,&lt;br /&gt;Iluminado desde el corazón,&lt;br /&gt;Corriendo ahora vos la carrera;&lt;br /&gt;De llegar y que aun yo te quiera.&lt;br /&gt;Cómo planeo y disfruto esa escena…&lt;br /&gt;Pero me voy acercando,&lt;br /&gt;Y a mis luces las cubre un manto.&lt;br /&gt;No estás ahí.&lt;br /&gt;Y ya no recuerdo desde hace cuánto.&lt;br /&gt;Nadie me espera en mi portada.&lt;br /&gt;Debo entrar, seguir, continuar…&lt;br /&gt;Si, sola, y aún más cansada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-117417635067167430?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/117417635067167430/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=117417635067167430&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/117417635067167430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/117417635067167430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2007/03/pensamientos-de-un-viaje.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-116662425099995763</id><published>2006-12-20T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T02:50:15.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4711/2078/1600/121493/nosotros%20la%20tribu%20144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4711/2078/200/219217/nosotros%20la%20tribu%20144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4711/2078/1600/699026/nosotros%20la%20tribu%20142.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Carocito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo al mirarte encuentro mi paz.&lt;br /&gt;Al observar la serenidad,&lt;br /&gt;donde dejás salir tu bondad.&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor por vos.&lt;br /&gt;Tu tranquilidad al caminar.&lt;br /&gt;La sonrisa que me dice,&lt;br /&gt;que ya sola no he de estar.&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor por esas cosas,&lt;br /&gt;que aun no me has de enseñar.&lt;br /&gt;Carillas de tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;escritas solo por tu andar.&lt;br /&gt;Tristezas del pasado,&lt;br /&gt;que la perfección te supieron dar.&lt;br /&gt;Todo el amor que te tengo,&lt;br /&gt;y todo el que te quiero entregar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;(PARA VOS MI AMOR... QUE ME MOSTRAS DIA A DIA QUE DESPUES DE UNA TORMENTA SALE UN HERMOSO SOL, QUE HOY LLEVA NUESTROS NOMBRES...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-116662425099995763?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/116662425099995763/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=116662425099995763&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/116662425099995763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/116662425099995763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/12/carocito.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-116618656232260454</id><published>2006-12-15T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T04:42:42.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4711/2078/1600/994630/nosotros%20la%20tribu%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4711/2078/200/638841/nosotros%20la%20tribu%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HACIA DONDE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camino hacia el encuentro,&lt;br /&gt;Que encontré hace tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Los miedos del hombre perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;Que me acechan a cada momento.&lt;br /&gt;Qué debo hacer,&lt;br /&gt;Con este premio que me gané en tu templo?&lt;br /&gt;Cómo manejo tus deberes,&lt;br /&gt;Que se acercan con el tiempo?&lt;br /&gt;Tus épocas de gloria,&lt;br /&gt;Que se avecinan mientras yo te espero.&lt;br /&gt;Nuestro futuro abierto;&lt;br /&gt;Separado y paralelo al mismo tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;“los te quiero” infundados en&lt;br /&gt;un camino sin desiertos…&lt;br /&gt;tu peregrinación hacia la nada,&lt;br /&gt;hacia tu todo, y así tu encuentro.&lt;br /&gt;Dónde iremos a separarnos?&lt;br /&gt;Hasta dónde llegaran juntos&lt;br /&gt;Nuestros cuerpos, nuestras almas,&lt;br /&gt;Nuestros besos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-116618656232260454?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/116618656232260454/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=116618656232260454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/116618656232260454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/116618656232260454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/12/hacia-donde-camino-hacia-el-encuentro.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-116162187896972405</id><published>2006-10-23T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T06:25:18.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/meli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/meli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DE AMOR Y OLVIDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resucitaste en mí.&lt;br /&gt;Viviste y me viste morir.&lt;br /&gt;Desde donde estoy,&lt;br /&gt;veo tu desconfianza&lt;br /&gt;convertirse en amor…&lt;br /&gt;Me desarmo entera.&lt;br /&gt;No me pudo ir peor.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando me tenías,&lt;br /&gt;yo te di lo mejor.&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy encuentro sequía de&lt;br /&gt;lo que ayer te sobraba a vos.&lt;br /&gt;Camino por los pasillos,&lt;br /&gt;que con amor te obligué a destruir.&lt;br /&gt;Solo quedan pedazos,&lt;br /&gt;de que una vez hallaste en mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-116162187896972405?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/116162187896972405/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=116162187896972405&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/116162187896972405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/116162187896972405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/10/de-amor-y-olvido-resucitaste-en-m.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-116016161985644152</id><published>2006-10-06T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T12:11:59.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/blanco%20y%20negro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/blanco%20y%20negro2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero más,&lt;br /&gt;necesito honestidad.&lt;br /&gt;Lloro por las calles&lt;br /&gt;ayer llamadas libertad.&lt;br /&gt;Incendio rumores ajenos,&lt;br /&gt;donde un pasado,&lt;br /&gt;me condujo hacia el mal.&lt;br /&gt;Buscando entre otros valles,&lt;br /&gt;el paraíso que dejé atrás.&lt;br /&gt;Escuchando sus sonidos,&lt;br /&gt;y el por qué de su contar.&lt;br /&gt;Miro ojos sólo míos,&lt;br /&gt;a los que ya no puedo llegar.&lt;br /&gt;Consigo encontrar el vacío&lt;br /&gt;del que ayer quise escapar.&lt;br /&gt;Confundo tu amor con el mío.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando sé que el frío... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Está en tu altar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-116016161985644152?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/116016161985644152/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=116016161985644152&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/116016161985644152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/116016161985644152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/10/mas-quiero-ms-necesito-honestidad.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115999138455596997</id><published>2006-10-04T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T12:49:44.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/MELINA%20VICTORIA-53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/MELINA%20VICTORIA-53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;EMPEZAR DE CERO…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuánto esperaré ahora?&lt;br /&gt;Hasta enamorarme de nuevo…&lt;br /&gt;Hasta amar otro aroma…&lt;br /&gt;Sé que no será fácil,&lt;br /&gt;que no se miden lo mismo,&lt;br /&gt;los tiempos que las horas….&lt;br /&gt;Que vida hay una sola,&lt;br /&gt;y que tengo que empezar de cero.&lt;br /&gt;Que el amor me lastimó,&lt;br /&gt;y justo en su primer estreno.&lt;br /&gt;Iré a salir adelante?&lt;br /&gt;O sólo una vida,&lt;br /&gt;no alcanzará para sanarme?&lt;br /&gt;Que haría si pudiera elegir de nuevo?&lt;br /&gt;Te amaría de todas formas…&lt;br /&gt;Como si mañana después de todo,&lt;br /&gt;igual no te terminaras yendo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115999138455596997?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115999138455596997/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115999138455596997&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115999138455596997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115999138455596997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/10/empezar-de-cero-cunto-esperar-ahora.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115920867757471701</id><published>2006-09-25T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T05:39:15.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/melina%20fotos%20157.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/melina%20fotos%20157.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECIDO FORZARTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te encerré en mi cofre,&lt;br /&gt;ahí estarás guardado.&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo irá pasando,&lt;br /&gt;y yo aún más apretando.&lt;br /&gt;No voy a dormir hasta conseguirte.&lt;br /&gt;Comeré de tu amor,&lt;br /&gt;aunque de amor muera triste.&lt;br /&gt;Sé que es complicado.&lt;br /&gt;Tu vida y mi vida corren&lt;br /&gt;hacia otros lados.&lt;br /&gt;El olvido se disfraza de presente.&lt;br /&gt;Y así consigue,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atormentar mi mente.&lt;br /&gt;Y decido forzarte.&lt;br /&gt;Estás conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;o no estás con nadie…&lt;br /&gt;Y voy a seguirlo haciendo.&lt;br /&gt;Me propuse enamorarte.&lt;br /&gt;No importa si por eso,&lt;br /&gt;amor mío, deba obligarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115920867757471701?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115920867757471701/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115920867757471701&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115920867757471701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115920867757471701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/09/decido-forzarte.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115883942889263367</id><published>2006-09-21T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:39:12.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/melina%20fotos%20137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/melina%20fotos%20137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;NO SOPORTO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No soporto que no me quieras;&lt;br /&gt;Que elijas a otra.&lt;br /&gt;Que con eso me hieras…&lt;br /&gt;Que controles mi cuerpo entero,&lt;br /&gt;aún cuando no te vea.&lt;br /&gt;Que ser mujer no alcance&lt;br /&gt;para atraerte y abrazarte.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero amar a otro,&lt;br /&gt;no podría soportarte&lt;br /&gt;entre sus caricias y sus besos.&lt;br /&gt;No sabría controlarlo;&lt;br /&gt;Al compararte y rechazarlo.&lt;br /&gt;Qué culpa puede tener el otro,&lt;br /&gt;de tus gustos y tus rechazos?&lt;br /&gt;Cómo podría superarte?&lt;br /&gt;Si mi corazón está en tus brazos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115883942889263367?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115883942889263367/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115883942889263367&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115883942889263367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115883942889263367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-soporto.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115841471449818655</id><published>2006-09-16T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T06:51:54.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/melina%20fotos%20155.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/melina%20fotos%20155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;CUARENTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuarenta minutos de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;Parecen poco,&lt;br /&gt;depende con quién los vaya a pasar.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me encuentro sola,&lt;br /&gt;sentada en un bar.&lt;br /&gt;Viendo gente pasar…&lt;br /&gt;Y no saco de mi mente&lt;br /&gt;minutos que no volverán.&lt;br /&gt;Donde te tenía en mis brazos;&lt;br /&gt;Y desnudo te podía acunar.&lt;br /&gt;Sólo fueron minutos,&lt;br /&gt;en los que feliz, fingiste estar.&lt;br /&gt;Tan eternos para mí,&lt;br /&gt;que no los puedo olvidar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115841471449818655?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115841471449818655/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115841471449818655&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115841471449818655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115841471449818655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/09/cuarenta.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115801240157467079</id><published>2006-09-11T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T06:41:58.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;DE FRANQUEZA Y SOLEDAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Qué hermosa,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y qué triste es la soledad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Lo más bello de ella es la libertad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Pero a la vez condena,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y nos hace tambalear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Camina por nuestras vidas,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y nada parece faltar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A su vez, arrasa con todo;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Y nos ataca en profundidad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nos hace sentir desnudos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y con miedos de oscuridad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;En trizas nuestra persona,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y en reyes a los demás.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Orgullosos solos caminamos, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hablando de libertad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Cuando en realidad rogamos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;que alguien nos venga a rescatar.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;MELINA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115801240157467079?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115801240157467079/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115801240157467079&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115801240157467079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115801240157467079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/09/de-franqueza-y-soledad.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115775903397102556</id><published>2006-09-08T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:43:53.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/agencia-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/agencia-17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/FOTOS%20MELINA%20BARBY-075.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;DONDE TODO…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trato de encontrarte,&lt;br /&gt;aunque vayamos a la misma parte.&lt;br /&gt;Ya no te veo,&lt;br /&gt;el tiempo es parte del tiempo…&lt;br /&gt;Ajeno de tristezas,&lt;br /&gt;de esperanzas, de bajezas.&lt;br /&gt;Donde todo resucita,&lt;br /&gt;donde tu cuerpo me necesita…&lt;br /&gt;El final de nuestra historia,&lt;br /&gt;y el nacimiento de mi memoria.&lt;br /&gt;Donde te pongo antes que nada.&lt;br /&gt;Te interese o no,&lt;br /&gt;lo que haya en mi mirada…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115775903397102556?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115775903397102556/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115775903397102556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115775903397102556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115775903397102556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/09/donde-todo-trato-de-encontrarte-aunque.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115746898278683853</id><published>2006-09-05T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T08:15:19.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/MELINA%20VICTORIA-58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/MELINA%20VICTORIA-58.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/MELINA%20VICTORIA-48.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;PEQUEÑO RECREO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy me tomé mi tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;quiero escribir lo que realmente siento.&lt;br /&gt;Que estoy desconcertada,&lt;br /&gt;que la vida me da de todo,&lt;br /&gt;pero en el alma no cargo nada.&lt;br /&gt;Y me veo cada día más grande.&lt;br /&gt;Y no soporto, no estar con ese alguien.&lt;br /&gt;Que quiero, y no me merece.&lt;br /&gt;Que a este camino, lo caminé varias veces.&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy más cansada que ayer...&lt;br /&gt;Siempre puedo llorar.&lt;br /&gt;Parece que mis fuerzas solo alcanzan&lt;br /&gt;para aguantar…&lt;br /&gt;Para soportar este peso,&lt;br /&gt;pero no para avanzar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115746898278683853?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115746898278683853/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115746898278683853&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115746898278683853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115746898278683853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/09/pequeo-recreo-hoy-me-tom-mi-tiempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115714350923157053</id><published>2006-09-01T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T13:47:44.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/S4030283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/S4030283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;NADA DE NADA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quedó nada;&lt;br /&gt;Solo recuerdos de besos en madrugada.&lt;br /&gt;Besos que prefiero olvidar…&lt;br /&gt;Que hubiera preferido no dar.&lt;br /&gt;Pero el pasado hoy consume.&lt;br /&gt;Un tiempo que murió,&lt;br /&gt;pero sin embrago une.&lt;br /&gt;Pasados compartidos,&lt;br /&gt;modificadores de un camino.&lt;br /&gt;Cómo quisiera olvidar lo ocurrido…&lt;br /&gt;Que no me hayas amado,&lt;br /&gt;Que no me haya vencido…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115714350923157053?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115714350923157053/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115714350923157053&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115714350923157053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115714350923157053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/09/nada-de-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115679080202793247</id><published>2006-08-28T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T11:46:42.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/relieve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/relieve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ESPERO…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé que serás mío.&lt;br /&gt;Día y noche me esfuerzo en&lt;br /&gt;mantener lo que pienso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y lo que aquí digo…&lt;br /&gt;Sos el hombre que elegí.&lt;br /&gt;Aun sabiendo,&lt;br /&gt;que no sos lo mejor para mi.&lt;br /&gt;Que antes de que yo llegara,&lt;br /&gt;elegiste otra mujer para ti.&lt;br /&gt;A quien juraste cuidarla,&lt;br /&gt;hasta el día de morir.&lt;br /&gt;Así y todo te quiero,&lt;br /&gt;hasta con el temor,&lt;br /&gt;de que me hagas lo mismo a mí…&lt;br /&gt;Sabiendo que apuesto mucho,&lt;br /&gt;que nada tengo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y que todo una vez perdí.&lt;br /&gt;Pero necesito jugarlo todo…&lt;br /&gt;Es la única manera,&lt;br /&gt;de saber que si perdí,&lt;br /&gt;no fue porque me rendí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115679080202793247?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115679080202793247/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115679080202793247&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115679080202793247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115679080202793247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/08/espero-s-que-sers-mo.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115633638222399299</id><published>2006-08-23T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T05:35:20.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/MELINA%20VICTORIA-59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/MELINA%20VICTORIA-59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Finalmente, abrí mis ojos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cansada de esperarte,&lt;br /&gt;viéndome mujer en tantas otras partes.&lt;br /&gt;No voy a continuar soñando,&lt;br /&gt;con angustias que ya viví antes.&lt;br /&gt;Si no sos para mí,&lt;br /&gt;como hice ayer con otros;&lt;br /&gt;Levantaré mis pies,&lt;br /&gt;y me marcharé como antes.&lt;br /&gt;Caminaré sola, como desée mostrarme.&lt;br /&gt;Y treparé cuanto pecho esté ahí&lt;br /&gt;para levantarme…&lt;br /&gt;No quiero seguir perdiendo mi poder,&lt;br /&gt;en atraparte.&lt;br /&gt;Haré cosas mejores,&lt;br /&gt;repartiré amor en otras carnes.&lt;br /&gt;Te dediqué mucho tiempo...&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy voy a liberarme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115633638222399299?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115633638222399299/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115633638222399299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115633638222399299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115633638222399299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/08/finalmente-abr-mis-ojos.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115573466303516688</id><published>2006-08-16T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T06:32:00.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/camara%20nueva-44.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/camara%20nueva-44.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/camara%20nueva-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;CON NADIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dónde estás ahora,&lt;br /&gt;cuando más te necesito?&lt;br /&gt;Qué fue de tu partida,&lt;br /&gt;más que un requisito?&lt;br /&gt;Si ella, ya no te quiere,&lt;br /&gt;y sólo busca cosas demostrarse…&lt;br /&gt;Por qué debo cargar con esto?&lt;br /&gt;Cuando todo ayer muerto juraste…&lt;br /&gt;No puedo disfrutarte…&lt;br /&gt;Siguiendo el capricho de alguien,&lt;br /&gt;decidiste transformarte…&lt;br /&gt;No estás conmigo, ni con ella,&lt;br /&gt;ni con nadie…&lt;br /&gt;Después de todo, me pregunto:&lt;br /&gt;Si vos también no sufrís;&lt;br /&gt;Por habernos renunciado,&lt;br /&gt;y marcharte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115573466303516688?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115573466303516688/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115573466303516688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115573466303516688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115573466303516688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/08/con-nadie.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115531730101846064</id><published>2006-08-11T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T13:27:42.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/agencia-15.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/agencia-15.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Te comparto mi cielo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escucho tus latidos,&lt;br /&gt;tan cerca, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;comos si fueran los míos.&lt;br /&gt;Oyendo los suspiros, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;de un amor no conocido.&lt;br /&gt;Imaginándote ahora mismo,&lt;br /&gt;en un cielo que también es mío.&lt;br /&gt;Soñando conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;prohibiéndote hacerlo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;por temor al vacío…&lt;br /&gt;Sabés que te espero,&lt;br /&gt;aquí y en ninguna parte…&lt;br /&gt;…que mis fuerzas se agotaron...&lt;br /&gt;Pero que con sólo una de tus palabras,&lt;br /&gt;podrían levantarse.&lt;br /&gt;Y le temés a eso.&lt;br /&gt;Al descontrol, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;a hablar de mí, conmigo;&lt;br /&gt;...Y que te tome preso...&lt;br /&gt;Sé que querés estar conmigo,&lt;br /&gt;Y al mismo tiempo olvidarme...&lt;br /&gt;Somos presos de un delirio,&lt;br /&gt;que se decidirá en alguna parte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115531730101846064?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115531730101846064/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115531730101846064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115531730101846064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115531730101846064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/08/te-comparto-mi-cielo.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115495887051489609</id><published>2006-08-07T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T06:54:30.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/camara%20nueva-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/camara%20nueva-20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/agencia-09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/camara%20nueva-44.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;LOGRE ALGO…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé por qué,&lt;br /&gt;pero siento que ya te perdí.&lt;br /&gt;Que encontraste en mí al olvido…&lt;br /&gt;Y feliz de ser libre te encontraste otra vez.&lt;br /&gt;Comiendo de esos frutos,&lt;br /&gt;de los que comiste ya con avidez.&lt;br /&gt;Olvidando al amor puro,&lt;br /&gt;para entregarte al oportuno.&lt;br /&gt;En brazos que no saben como tratarte,&lt;br /&gt;a ojos que profundamente,&lt;br /&gt;como a los míos jamás miraste.&lt;br /&gt;Corazonadas a cada instante,&lt;br /&gt;de saber, que al elegirla…&lt;br /&gt;Te equivocaste…&lt;br /&gt;No me buscás en ella;&lt;br /&gt;Pero me encontrás al buscar que te ame.&lt;br /&gt;Para sentirte más querido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;por el amor protegido.&lt;br /&gt;En el fondo;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que aunque me rechazaste…&lt;br /&gt;Como símbolo de amor,&lt;br /&gt;en tu mente me insertaste…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115495887051489609?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115495887051489609/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115495887051489609&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115495887051489609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115495887051489609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/08/logre-algo-no-s-por-qu-pero-siento-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115460559013200019</id><published>2006-08-03T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T10:17:49.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/HUEVO.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/400/HUEVO.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/agencia-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;COMO SEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camino sobre la lluvia de tu corazón,&lt;br /&gt;no me importa caminar en él.&lt;br /&gt;Pero sé que te molesta a vos…&lt;br /&gt;No me querés ahí adentro,&lt;br /&gt;apenas entrás vos.&lt;br /&gt;Sos incapaz de brindar nada…&lt;br /&gt;Le tenés miedo al amor.&lt;br /&gt;Yo igual sigo luchando,&lt;br /&gt;por quitarte algún dolor…&lt;br /&gt;Por hacerte sentir bien,&lt;br /&gt;para poder insertarme en vos.&lt;br /&gt;Por caminar a tu lado,&lt;br /&gt;sin sentir tú desagrado…&lt;br /&gt;Para seguir creciendo,&lt;br /&gt;sea o no, de tu mano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;(Para que te reconozcas en este poema, para que encuentres en mi pasado, algo de tu presente, para que veas que al fin y al cabo, nadie es tan diferente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#006600;"&gt;Con todo mi amor, mi principe...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115460559013200019?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115460559013200019/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115460559013200019&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115460559013200019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115460559013200019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/08/como-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115437037605937438</id><published>2006-07-31T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:09:06.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/FOTOS%20MELINA%20BARBY-074.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/FOTOS%20MELINA%20BARBY-074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Desespero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya no puedo...&lt;br /&gt;Te miro y desespero.&lt;br /&gt;Que será de nuestro futuro?&lt;br /&gt;De tu mirada y de tus susurros…&lt;br /&gt;Cuánto más aguantaré?&lt;br /&gt;Aún cuando no te vea seguro;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tus ojos brillen al mirarme...&lt;br /&gt;Y tu cara sonría, al encontrarme.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando ya para nada sea tarde…&lt;br /&gt;Y estémos juntos, los dos…&lt;br /&gt;Sonriendo tan sólo,&lt;br /&gt;Porque el otro lo pidió.&lt;br /&gt;Besándonos después de todo,&lt;br /&gt;Porque así lo quiso dios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115437037605937438?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115437037605937438/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115437037605937438&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115437037605937438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115437037605937438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/desespero.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115401837743331524</id><published>2006-07-27T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:09:43.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/MELINA%20VICTORIA-67.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/MELINA%20VICTORIA-67.1.jpg" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;EL TIEMPO QUE VOLVIÒ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu cariño me sorprendió.&lt;br /&gt;No me trataste como amante,&lt;br /&gt;me trataste con amor.&lt;br /&gt;Y los dos faltos de afecto;&lt;br /&gt;Nos unimos al sabor,&lt;br /&gt;de ser como conocidos.&lt;br /&gt;Y entendernos con pasión.&lt;br /&gt;Raras veces esto ocurre,&lt;br /&gt;nuestra química surgió,&lt;br /&gt;no tanto de piel se trata,&lt;br /&gt;sino de lo que hay en el corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Los dos supimos darnos,&lt;br /&gt;lo que el otro sin pedir, pidió.&lt;br /&gt;Eso nos une en forma,&lt;br /&gt;En poesía e ilusión.&lt;br /&gt;De al fin haber encontrado,&lt;br /&gt;lo que uno tanto buscó.&lt;br /&gt;Entenderse sin hablarse,&lt;br /&gt;y exigirse sin presión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(para vos, amante de medias tardes , amante de lustros de espera, a quien le prometí este poema, quien me vendió cosas hermosas, que yo compré, quien al atardecer, se fue...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115401837743331524?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115401837743331524/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115401837743331524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115401837743331524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115401837743331524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/el-tiempo-que-volvi.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115385485479038986</id><published>2006-07-25T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:10:28.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/MELINA%20VICTORIA-57.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/MELINA%20VICTORIA-57.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parir realidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parir realidades, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confeccionar actos fugaces.&lt;br /&gt;Me creía especial,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hoy sólo hago lo que el resto de lo social…&lt;br /&gt;Busco pasar mi tiempo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con quién mejor me sepa acompañar.&lt;br /&gt;Encuentro lugares nuevos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;donde de aventuras poderme saciar.&lt;br /&gt;Yo creía en el amor,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y en todo lo que éste me podía dar…&lt;br /&gt;No sé cuando dejé de hacerlo, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si fue culpa mía, o de la sociedad…&lt;br /&gt;Y así vuelvo al principio,&lt;br /&gt;a la única esencia interna de mí que logré rescatar…&lt;br /&gt;el sentirme vacía luego de mi tiempo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con cualquier amante tan vacío como yo, pasar…&lt;br /&gt;JA… Y yo me creía especial… &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115385485479038986?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115385485479038986/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115385485479038986&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115385485479038986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115385485479038986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/parir-realidades.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115341915958719865</id><published>2006-07-20T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:11:22.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/MELINA%20VICTORIA-48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/MELINA%20VICTORIA-48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SE ME ESCAPA DEL CUERPO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Historias que al fin cierran,&lt;br /&gt;vacantes que se abren…&lt;br /&gt;Como si ganara algo,&lt;br /&gt;con poseerte sólo una tarde.&lt;br /&gt;Cómo se le gana al tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;cuando el amor,&lt;br /&gt;se nos escapa del cuerpo?&lt;br /&gt;Qué pasa en los momentos,&lt;br /&gt;en que la vida pasa y se&lt;br /&gt;olvida de nuestros deseos?&lt;br /&gt;Estoy contenta,&lt;br /&gt;y no sé ni siquiera lo que quiero.&lt;br /&gt;Si escucho tus palabras,&lt;br /&gt;o lo que ellas llevan dentro…&lt;br /&gt;Todo esto es una historia,&lt;br /&gt;de esas que he de olvidar…&lt;br /&gt;Quizás lleve su tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;pero sé que no serás mi final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;MELINA&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115341915958719865?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115341915958719865/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115341915958719865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115341915958719865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115341915958719865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/se-me-escapa-del-cuerpo.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115331745496100586</id><published>2006-07-19T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T08:17:38.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/MELINA%20VICTORIA-81.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/MELINA%20VICTORIA-81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unidos aunque no quiera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos unidos aunque no quiera.&lt;br /&gt;Nuestros cuerpos se conocen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aunque ya no se vean.&lt;br /&gt;Y esa es la simpleza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;la que nos une.&lt;br /&gt;Que me sepas tuya.&lt;br /&gt;Que te sepa mío.&lt;br /&gt;Que el amor aún nos sonría,&lt;br /&gt;Aunque se muestre escondido,&lt;br /&gt;Que vos tengas que ocultarte,&lt;br /&gt;para que ella no vaya a culparte...&lt;br /&gt;Que podría decir?&lt;br /&gt;Si yo te amé y te conocí primero.&lt;br /&gt;Si mi alma en tu alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aún arde con su fuego.&lt;br /&gt;Ella conoce mi nombre,&lt;br /&gt;Y todo a lo que eso corresponde...&lt;br /&gt;Tu mirada al culparla,&lt;br /&gt;por habernos separado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tu estirpe en su vientre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sólo por ella deseado.&lt;br /&gt;Mi presencia en tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;Aunque ella esté a tu lado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Melina&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(Este poema es tan viejo, como el dolor que aún contiene en su interior... Para vos... A pesar de todo...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115331745496100586?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115331745496100586/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115331745496100586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115331745496100586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115331745496100586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/unidos-aunque-no-quiera.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115291236265607849</id><published>2006-07-14T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:04:49.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/FOTOS%20MELINA%20BARBY-113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/FOTOS%20MELINA%20BARBY-113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;TE LLEVÈ CONMIGO…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy no paré de pensarte,&lt;br /&gt;te llevé conmigo a todas partes.&lt;br /&gt;Visité caminos, donde no había nadie;&lt;br /&gt;Hice de todo para poder encontrarte.&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;la suerte no vino a visitarme.&lt;br /&gt;No logré verte, ni tampoco tocarte…&lt;br /&gt;Por qué lucho tanto?&lt;br /&gt;Si sería fácil ubicarte.&lt;br /&gt;Después de lo vivido,&lt;br /&gt;creo que podría llamarte…&lt;br /&gt;Pero te temo…&lt;br /&gt;Temo que tu mentira vaya a matarme.&lt;br /&gt;Que sea verdad que no querés tratarme…&lt;br /&gt;Más allá del momento,&lt;br /&gt;del placer, o lo que alcances…&lt;br /&gt;No quiero dejarte.&lt;br /&gt;Me enamoré y hoy ya es tarde.&lt;br /&gt;Pasamos momentos buenos.&lt;br /&gt;Para mí inolvidables,&lt;br /&gt;para vos, superables…&lt;br /&gt;Ya no sé cómo encontrarte,&lt;br /&gt;cómo hacerme valorable.&lt;br /&gt;Te necesito.&lt;br /&gt;Y no sé cómo atraparte…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Sigo escribiendo para vos, y lo voy a hacer hasta que todo vuelva a ser lo mas parecido posible, a lo que una vez fue..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115291236265607849?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115291236265607849/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115291236265607849&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115291236265607849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115291236265607849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/te-llev-conmigo-hoy-no-par-de-pensarte.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115281898467282616</id><published>2006-07-13T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:05:55.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/yo%20re%20diosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/yo%20re%20diosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;TE VOY A MARCAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde estás?&lt;br /&gt;Por qué no me venís a buscar?&lt;br /&gt;Que creés que te aleja de mí,&lt;br /&gt;que yo no te pueda dar?&lt;br /&gt;El camino de la vida,&lt;br /&gt;nos va a reencontrar…&lt;br /&gt;Y no habrá alegría repetida a lo&lt;br /&gt;que yo te pueda causar…&lt;br /&gt;Seré tu luz, tu guía,&lt;br /&gt;lo que quieras en mí encontrar…&lt;br /&gt;Sé como amarte, con qué tocarte,&lt;br /&gt;y cuando hacerte suspirar…&lt;br /&gt;Sos todo lo que quiero,&lt;br /&gt;aunque también,&lt;br /&gt;mi escultura a modelar.&lt;br /&gt;Porque a pesar de quererte entero.&lt;br /&gt;También mi huella te quiero marcar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;MELINA&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;(NO VOY A DECIR MAS QUE ESTO: ESTE POEMA, TIENE EL COLOR DE TU CABELLO, NO ES EL PRIMER POEMA QUE PUBLICO PARA VOS, PERO SI EL PRIMERO EN EL QUE EN UN ACTO DESESPERADO DE ATENCION... TE PIDO QUE VUELVAS A MI...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115281898467282616?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115281898467282616/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115281898467282616&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115281898467282616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115281898467282616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/te-voy-marcar.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115270688207946549</id><published>2006-07-12T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:17:16.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/acuarelada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/acuarelada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02539.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;SIN PELIGRO, SIN DISFRAZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te veo llegar,&lt;br /&gt;Más te imagino, más me excitás.&lt;br /&gt;Tu cuerpo pegado al mío.&lt;br /&gt;Y el espejo que en mi mente,&lt;br /&gt;por siempre reflejará.&lt;br /&gt;Tu alma partida al medio,&lt;br /&gt;y yo dueña de una mitad.&lt;br /&gt;Espero tus renaceres,&lt;br /&gt;sólo para volverte a observar.&lt;br /&gt;Camino tus muecas a veces;&lt;br /&gt;Donde sin decir nada, todo mostrás.&lt;br /&gt;Es tan lindo descubrirte,&lt;br /&gt;cuando no lo podés controlar…&lt;br /&gt;Almas que se pierden.&lt;br /&gt;En una tarde, en un solo lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Que se reencuentran entre ellas,&lt;br /&gt;dejando un mundo atrás.&lt;br /&gt;Que acaban de conocerse,&lt;br /&gt;habiéndose visto mucho tiempo atrás.&lt;br /&gt;Que quizás caminen juntos,&lt;br /&gt;sin peligro, sin disfraz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;MELINA&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(PARA VOS, QUE ME ROBÀS TODO, QUE ME ASALTÀS EL ALMA... SÓLO PARA QUE VUELVA A PRODUCIR AMOR, Y ASÌ PODERLA SAQUEAR DE NUEVO, CADA DIA, CADA POEMA, CADA NOCHE...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115270688207946549?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115270688207946549/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115270688207946549&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115270688207946549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115270688207946549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/sin-peligro-sin-disfraz.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115253997199558359</id><published>2006-07-09T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:59:25.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/cememterio5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/cememterio5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Una vida hecha piedra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almas que caminan,&lt;br /&gt;aún muertas, parecen vivas.&lt;br /&gt;Están por todos lados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;nosotros somos su salida.&lt;br /&gt;El camino a la esperanza.&lt;br /&gt;Que se termina justo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;hasta donde la reja alcanza…&lt;br /&gt;Sus pasos no se escuchan,&lt;br /&gt;se sienten desde la frialdad que encarnan.&lt;br /&gt;Si una brisa acariciara, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;por esos pasillos tu cara…&lt;br /&gt;No lo dudes ni un segundo,&lt;br /&gt;están cerca, y tú en su casa… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;-MELINA-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115253997199558359?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115253997199558359/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115253997199558359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115253997199558359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115253997199558359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/una-vida-hecha-piedra.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115242809363065657</id><published>2006-07-08T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:20:11.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/ventana%20029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/ventana%20029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;VOLVIO LA MAGIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue mágico,&lt;br /&gt;Pensé que te vería,&lt;br /&gt;y que tu amor de mi huiría.&lt;br /&gt;Pero al verte llegar a mí,&lt;br /&gt;descubrí que no sería así.&lt;br /&gt;Con un beso acallaste toda&lt;br /&gt;duda puesta en mí.&lt;br /&gt;Podía besarte por horas,&lt;br /&gt;y tus besos dijeron si…&lt;br /&gt;Me llamaste hermosa,&lt;br /&gt;despertando mucho en mí.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora inventaba que me querías,&lt;br /&gt;y vos demostrabas que era así.&lt;br /&gt;Me abrazaste en los momentos,&lt;br /&gt;que yo más me acerqué a ti.&lt;br /&gt;Y te diste a mi boca,&lt;br /&gt;cuando al fin te lo pedí.&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo nuestro es raro.&lt;br /&gt;Tu pasado no me hace feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Pero tengo la esperanza,&lt;br /&gt;de entenderte, y ver así…&lt;br /&gt;Que tu persona reclama,&lt;br /&gt;lo que ayer por derecho perdí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115242809363065657?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115242809363065657/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115242809363065657&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115242809363065657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115242809363065657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/volvio-la-magia.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115227825716306534</id><published>2006-07-07T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:43:03.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/corte%20de%20luz%20143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/corte%20de%20luz%20143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUSCO DEMASIADO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco en tu interior,&lt;br /&gt;Encuentro ansiedad y confusión.&lt;br /&gt;Y no sé cómo ayudarte.&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera dar todo, esperar, y amarte.&lt;br /&gt;Pasar mas tardes juntos.&lt;br /&gt;Sin miedo a encontrar nada oculto…&lt;br /&gt;Estar segura de poder creerte,&lt;br /&gt;Que no me mentís; Que soy suficiente.&lt;br /&gt;Encontrarte en mí seguro.&lt;br /&gt;Ser tu pareja; Tu mejor orgullo.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero saber que estoy en tu mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Que tu gente me conoce,&lt;br /&gt;Y no solo como un murmullo…&lt;br /&gt;Que soy tu mujer y que existo.&lt;br /&gt;Que seguirás estando,&lt;br /&gt;Si es que te necesito…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MELINA-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115227825716306534?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115227825716306534/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115227825716306534&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115227825716306534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115227825716306534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/busco-demasiado.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115221558024430349</id><published>2006-07-06T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:45:47.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02060%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/DSC02060%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nuevo vínculo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos fabricando otro vínculo.&lt;br /&gt;Como estábamos, no era sano estar.&lt;br /&gt;Autorregulando sentimientos,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; mintiendo para no mostrar.&lt;br /&gt;Escondiendo palabras, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;para no quedar tan mal.&lt;br /&gt;Buscando alguna palabra,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; para podernos desconectar.&lt;br /&gt;Sabiendo que tu situación,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; no es en la que quiero estar.&lt;br /&gt;Y vos temiendo demasiado,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; de mi credulidad.&lt;br /&gt;Realmente quiero estar en &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tu jardín de la amistad.&lt;br /&gt;El freno llega hasta el tope,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; y estoy empezando a parar.&lt;br /&gt;Fue muy difícil, no lo puedo negar.&lt;br /&gt;Es verdad que me creo todo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; es mi defecto natural.&lt;br /&gt;Y por eso te agradezco,&lt;br /&gt;Que quieras mostrarte tan normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31/12/05 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(A diferencia de lo que piensen los que me conocen, este poema, fue hecho para mi gran amor platonico, Charly... Hoy ya me siento fuerte como para poder publicarlo...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115221558024430349?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115221558024430349/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115221558024430349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115221558024430349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115221558024430349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/nuevo-vnculo.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115219821730926040</id><published>2006-07-06T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:46:48.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/MELINA%20VICTORIA-82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/MELINA%20VICTORIA-82.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/melina%20fotos%20056.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ESPERÈ TANTO POR ÈSTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarde deseada,&lt;br /&gt;por mí y por vos.&lt;br /&gt;Por el tiempo que nos debíamos,&lt;br /&gt;por el amor que paró un reloj.&lt;br /&gt;Esperaba que pasara,&lt;br /&gt;pero la rapidez me sorprendió.&lt;br /&gt;Necesitaba una esperanza,&lt;br /&gt;y hoy tu cuerpo me la dio.&lt;br /&gt;Te sigo importando un poco,&lt;br /&gt;hoy lo leí en tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando luego de la tormenta,&lt;br /&gt;el sol nos abrazó.&lt;br /&gt;Te di el cariño que esperabas,&lt;br /&gt;y te sirvió tanto,&lt;br /&gt;que alcanzó para los dos.&lt;br /&gt;Yo me vi, muy amada.&lt;br /&gt;Y la duda se borró.&lt;br /&gt;Todo parece hermoso,&lt;br /&gt;nuestro pasado hecho hoy.&lt;br /&gt;Espero no vuelvas a defraudarme.&lt;br /&gt;No soportaría otra vez el dolor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115219821730926040?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115219821730926040/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115219821730926040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115219821730926040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115219821730926040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/esper-tanto-por-sto.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115210871737913169</id><published>2006-07-05T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:27:20.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/ventana%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/ventana%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/ventana%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SÈ DE TU CORAZÒN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminé todo tu cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;Desde el alma a la razón…&lt;br /&gt;Encontré así tu historia.&lt;br /&gt;Y tu significado al ser dos.&lt;br /&gt;Yo no espero que comprendas.&lt;br /&gt;El amor, es el amor.&lt;br /&gt;Solo espero que me veas,&lt;br /&gt;Como quien rescató tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Porque sé que está herido,&lt;br /&gt;Lastimado en su interior…&lt;br /&gt;Pero no podré salvarlo,&lt;br /&gt;Sino me guiás con tu calor.&lt;br /&gt;Un camino construído,&lt;br /&gt;Se abrió para los dos.&lt;br /&gt;Prometo no defraudarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si prometés lo mismo vos…&lt;br /&gt;El pasado nos limita,&lt;br /&gt;A entregarnos al amor.&lt;br /&gt;Los dos hemos sufrido,&lt;br /&gt;Quizás por culpables, quizás no.&lt;br /&gt;Pero el cielo colorido,&lt;br /&gt;Brilla hoy para los dos.&lt;br /&gt;Entrégate a mi, sueño mío;&lt;br /&gt;Y te prometo lo mejor.&lt;br /&gt;Dejame entrar a tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;Y te devolveré el favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115210871737913169?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115210871737913169/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115210871737913169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115210871737913169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115210871737913169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/s-de-tu-corazn.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115202773931649188</id><published>2006-07-04T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:18:42.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/melina%20fotos%20082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/melina%20fotos%20082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODO CUESTA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Y mi remedio no llega,&lt;br /&gt;no puedo verte de otra manera....&lt;br /&gt;...Y continuo mintiendo,&lt;br /&gt;lo que te digo, no es lo que siento....&lt;br /&gt;Y la vida me demuestra,&lt;br /&gt;que hasta lo que no se cobra, cuesta...&lt;br /&gt;Y me duele tu indecisión,&lt;br /&gt;todo empieza, y termina en tu razón.&lt;br /&gt;Y camino como perdida,&lt;br /&gt;entre tu llanto y el mío;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie gana esta partida.&lt;br /&gt;Aquí sobra un corazón...&lt;br /&gt;Triste, contenta o desamparada,&lt;br /&gt;Es el mío, y no hay solución....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115202773931649188?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115202773931649188/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115202773931649188&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115202773931649188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115202773931649188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/todo-cuesta.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115193355887895206</id><published>2006-07-03T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:26:14.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/ventana%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/ventana%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;HACIA LA HERIDA…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi lucha se va terminando,&lt;br /&gt;Tuve que perderlo todo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;para comenzar ganando…&lt;br /&gt;Ahora le temo al futuro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a lo que vendrá, a lo inseguro…&lt;br /&gt;Y es normal, porque eras mi sustento.&lt;br /&gt;Mi seguridad, mi lamento…&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora parto sola;&lt;br /&gt;Debo guiar mi propia canoa.&lt;br /&gt;Ir feliz hacia la herida, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;que produjo tu partida.&lt;br /&gt;Porque no podré sanarla, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;si no estoy decidida.&lt;br /&gt;Y tampoco secar con lágrimas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;lo que la vida transpira.&lt;br /&gt;Nada de lo que pasó fue injusto…&lt;br /&gt;Fue sólo otra manera, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;de encontrarle a la vida su gusto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115193355887895206?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115193355887895206/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115193355887895206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115193355887895206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115193355887895206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/hacia-la-herida-mi-lucha-se-va.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115182311460302481</id><published>2006-07-01T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:47:49.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/dani%20y%20yo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/dani%20y%20yo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que es la soledad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quién dijo que es mala la soledad?&lt;br /&gt;Se transforma en mala, cuando ni uno mismo&lt;br /&gt;se logra aceptar....&lt;br /&gt;Cuando nuestros sueños son mas grandes,&lt;br /&gt;que nuestra misma realidad...&lt;br /&gt;Y la vida nos engaña.&lt;br /&gt;Mostrándonos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que si no somos dos;&lt;br /&gt;En ella no servimos para estar.&lt;br /&gt;Confundiendo soltería, con soledad...&lt;br /&gt;Buscando en otros,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lo que en nosotros podemos encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;Fabricando salvaciones, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;en gente;&lt;br /&gt;Que ni ella misma se puede salvar...&lt;br /&gt;Buscado siempre compañía para no enfrentar&lt;br /&gt;La soledad...&lt;br /&gt;Quién dijo que es malo no aceptar solo estar..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115182311460302481?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115182311460302481/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115182311460302481&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115182311460302481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115182311460302481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/que-es-la-soledad-quin-dijo-que-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115176914003647016</id><published>2006-07-01T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T08:34:09.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/DSC02361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Locuras con dos rubias…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te extraño tanto que ya es pecado…&lt;br /&gt;Al lado de tu alma reclama mi sombra,&lt;br /&gt;Que ya no puedo ver.&lt;br /&gt;Te busco en un vaso que estaba vacío,&lt;br /&gt;Aun recién llenado…&lt;br /&gt;Recorre mi cielo con tu aliento,&lt;br /&gt;Y bájame de la ilusión…&lt;br /&gt;Comienzo a palpar tu regreso a mi amor preso…&lt;br /&gt;Veo dos cuerpos a la luz de la luna,&lt;br /&gt;Aunque de día me demuestre que solo soy yo y mi soledad.&lt;br /&gt;Y guardo mis besos,&lt;br /&gt;porque tus labios no pueden tocarlos…&lt;br /&gt;volvé junto a mi, para compartir una vida de ilusión.&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu amor fue más grande, de lo que podía esperar.&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu mente logró, transportarme a la eternidad…&lt;br /&gt;Toco tus labios y siento tus besos, como si fueran los de ayer.&lt;br /&gt;Regalame un minuto y te daré la vida…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA Y JESY…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(ESTA OBRA FUE HECHA UNA NOCHE, DONDE LA SOLEDAD NOS SIRVIO DE COMPAÑIA... JESY Y YO SIN SABER LO QUE ESCRIBIA CADA UNA, HICIMOS UN POEMA AL AZAR, ESCRIBIENDO, DOBLANDO LA HOJA, Y PASANDONOSLA UNA A LA OTRA; ASI HASTA TERMINARLO... ESTO ES LO QUE SALIO... ESPERO LES HAYA GUSTADO.... AHH, LA OTRA RUBIA, NACIO EN QUILMES...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115176914003647016?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115176914003647016/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115176914003647016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115176914003647016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115176914003647016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/07/locuras-con-dos-rubias-te-extrao-tanto.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115160063588711850</id><published>2006-06-29T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:16:32.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/P1010619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/P1010619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L.E.M.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definirte…Imposible…&lt;br /&gt;Lo tenés todo para hacerte querer.&lt;br /&gt;Siendo distinto a todos,&lt;br /&gt;me enseñás a ser mujer…&lt;br /&gt;Mostrando siempre tu sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt;aunque sientas el mundo a tus pies.&lt;br /&gt;Caminante de mil arenas,&lt;br /&gt;Qué extraña brisa te trajo a mí ser?&lt;br /&gt;Llegaste tarde a todo, y aún así,&lt;br /&gt;te supiste defender…&lt;br /&gt;Siento orgullo y pena, cuando me míras…&lt;br /&gt;Porque aunque no me lo puedas creer.&lt;br /&gt;Daría todo porque me vieras…&lt;br /&gt;Aunque sé, que hoy, ya me ves…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MELINA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(Para un ser sumamente especial para mi...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115160063588711850?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115160063588711850/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115160063588711850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115160063588711850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115160063588711850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/06/l.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115145321629166200</id><published>2006-06-27T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:29:34.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/P1010637.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/P1010637.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIVIR PARA NO MORIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo ganas de vivir,&lt;br /&gt;Girar mis ojos, y seguir.&lt;br /&gt;Esperar, lo que sea pero&lt;br /&gt;prepararme para recibir.&lt;br /&gt;El amor, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;por amor se paga, con el compartir...&lt;br /&gt;Se escucha con el corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Y se toma con la razón.&lt;br /&gt;No se daña por nada,&lt;br /&gt;ni las dudas pueden vivir ahí.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando hay amor,&lt;br /&gt;los celos no existen.&lt;br /&gt;Solo con la fuerza de sí mismo,&lt;br /&gt;persiste….&lt;br /&gt;Quiero vivir,&lt;br /&gt;porque la muerte sólo yace,&lt;br /&gt;en aquel, que no puede sentir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115145321629166200?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115145321629166200/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115145321629166200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115145321629166200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115145321629166200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/06/vivir-para-no-morir.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115137699200944911</id><published>2006-06-26T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:56:32.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/corte%20de%20luz%20121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/corte%20de%20luz%20121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Escuchando a mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminé mi castigo.&lt;br /&gt;No pienso perseguir a un amor&lt;br /&gt;No correspondido…&lt;br /&gt;Sé quién soy,&lt;br /&gt;Y lo que puede perderse aquel que&lt;br /&gt;me negó su cariño.&lt;br /&gt;Todo tiene un momento.&lt;br /&gt;Y hasta acá llegó el mío…&lt;br /&gt;Aprendí de una vez,&lt;br /&gt;lo que antes debí haber leído.&lt;br /&gt;Escuchando a mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;por roto y mal herido…&lt;br /&gt;Volviendo a establecer un pacto...&lt;br /&gt;Entre mi amor y mis actos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115137699200944911?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115137699200944911/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115137699200944911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115137699200944911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115137699200944911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/06/escuchando-mi-corazn.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115108319158720087</id><published>2006-06-23T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:27:04.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/232.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO SE QUE NOS HICIMOS…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé que te hice, no sé que me hiciste.&lt;br /&gt;Presos de un encanto,&lt;br /&gt;Que antes que tarde romper decidíste…&lt;br /&gt;Hoy no contestas mis mensajes,&lt;br /&gt;presa de tu viejo fuselaje.&lt;br /&gt;Camino sin mirar, Beso sin besar.&lt;br /&gt;Espero llamadas, que sé que no llegarán.&lt;br /&gt;Camino por tu pasado narrado,&lt;br /&gt;para mi futuro poder hilvanar.&lt;br /&gt;No comprendo nada.&lt;br /&gt;Tanta ternura; A donde fue a parar?&lt;br /&gt;En el camino del olvido,&lt;br /&gt;Allí te debería dejar… Pero no puedo.&lt;br /&gt;Nuestros cuerpos se conocieron,&lt;br /&gt;Y ya no te quiero abandonar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115108319158720087?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115108319158720087/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115108319158720087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115108319158720087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115108319158720087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-se-que-nos-hicimos-no-s-que-te-hice.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115094214600400519</id><published>2006-06-21T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:33:40.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/DSC02062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;PERDON Y GRACIAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reencontré en vos la amistad.&lt;br /&gt;Mirar a un hombre como hombre;&lt;br /&gt;Y luego poderlo olvidar…&lt;br /&gt;Porque su vida me importa más que&lt;br /&gt;el beso que me pueda llegar a dar.&lt;br /&gt;Porque por una atracción pasajera,&lt;br /&gt;no arriesgaría tu amistad…&lt;br /&gt;Podemos mirarnos Justos,&lt;br /&gt;porque nuestras palabras supimos cuidar…&lt;br /&gt;Porque dejé mi lado animal,&lt;br /&gt;Y opté ser mujer, para juntos poder volar.&lt;br /&gt;Quizás sigas dudando de esto…&lt;br /&gt;Y no será algo que yo vuelva a cuestionar.&lt;br /&gt;Yo te quiero entero,&lt;br /&gt;Hombre, Compañía, y Amistad…&lt;br /&gt;Y es la manera en la que lucho para&lt;br /&gt;hacer ese equilibrio, Realidad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115094214600400519?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115094214600400519/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115094214600400519&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115094214600400519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115094214600400519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/06/perdon-y-gracias.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115081243917470828</id><published>2006-06-20T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:25:17.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC01405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/DSC01405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Si tu piel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu piel tan solo me rozara..&lt;br /&gt;De tu amor, quedaría enamorada.&lt;br /&gt;Tu cabello me envuelve en tu secreto mas profundo.&lt;br /&gt;Locura tan extraña, que se apodera de mi mundo,&lt;br /&gt;No pudiendo escapar de nada...&lt;br /&gt;Encontrando en mi suelo tu morada.&lt;br /&gt;Ojos que no miran,&lt;br /&gt;Que me desean, me fusilan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; viéndote mi laberinto.&lt;br /&gt;Mi problema a resolver...&lt;br /&gt;Mi vida, sin tu amor,&lt;br /&gt;Ya no es lo que solía ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115081243917470828?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115081243917470828/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115081243917470828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115081243917470828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115081243917470828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/06/si-tu-piel.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115058216064484561</id><published>2006-06-17T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:34:36.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/corte%20de%20luz%20153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/corte%20de%20luz%20153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HABLAR HABLANDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si de amor hablara hablando,&lt;br /&gt;Encontraría mis fracasos.&lt;br /&gt;Y si acaso me escuchara,&lt;br /&gt;Y volver a equivocarme rechazara…&lt;br /&gt;Quizás podría superarme.&lt;br /&gt;Pero no hallo la manera de alejarme,&lt;br /&gt;De lo imposible.&lt;br /&gt;Si al mentirte reconozco,&lt;br /&gt;Mi tenacidad para evadirme.&lt;br /&gt;Y me engaño hasta a mi misma…&lt;br /&gt;Prometiendo no hacer,&lt;br /&gt;Lo que luego disfruto con delicia.&lt;br /&gt;Y sugiero soluciones,&lt;br /&gt;Basada para futuros errores.&lt;br /&gt;Me equivoco tanto que me doy risa.&lt;br /&gt;Al menos así logro,&lt;br /&gt;Reírme de lo que me aterroriza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115058216064484561?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115058216064484561/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115058216064484561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115058216064484561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115058216064484561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/06/hablar-hablando-si-de-amor-hablara.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-115047860051108340</id><published>2006-06-16T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:48:32.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/DSC02351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Designando mi futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás el tiempo pase…&lt;br /&gt;Las hojas caigan año tras año de los árboles.&lt;br /&gt;Mi cara ya no sea la misma,&lt;br /&gt;Y mi corazón lata con menos vida.&lt;br /&gt;Pero el tiempo de mi, no podrá quitarte.&lt;br /&gt;Me confiné sola, a no olvidar y a amarte.&lt;br /&gt;Pasará otro hombre por mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;Con quien sin duda pasaré mis días.&lt;br /&gt;Me regalará sus hijos.&lt;br /&gt;Los que criaré con amor, paciencia y delirio.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ahí seguirá tu sombra,&lt;br /&gt;Tu cara ya vieja, o quizás gorda.&lt;br /&gt;Tu cuerpo pasado en años.&lt;br /&gt;Mi vida entera aun en tus manos.&lt;br /&gt;Sé que no voy a olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Quizás no quiera, quizás elija sufrir y amarte.&lt;br /&gt;Viviendo mi lucha interna,&lt;br /&gt;Con mis fantasmas de mujer, YA VIEJA...&lt;br /&gt;Recordándome adolescente,&lt;br /&gt;Solo para traerte a mi mente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-115047860051108340?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/115047860051108340/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=115047860051108340&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115047860051108340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/115047860051108340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/06/designando-mi-futuro.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114916863413249881</id><published>2006-06-01T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:51:31.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/DSC02068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/melina%20relieve2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;SI DARME CUENTA…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabor a nada…&lt;br /&gt;Mejor seria, encontrar verdad en tu mirada.&lt;br /&gt;Buena o mala, ya dispuesta, o enojada.&lt;br /&gt;De qué vale mantenerme ilusionada?&lt;br /&gt;Con mentiras por mi elaboradas…&lt;br /&gt;Con gestos que no conducen a ninguna llegada.&lt;br /&gt;Con palabras en mis oídos,&lt;br /&gt;Solo por mí pronunciadas….&lt;br /&gt;Cuándo se hará realidad el Hechizo?&lt;br /&gt;En que regreses a mi,&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu amor así lo quiso…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114916863413249881?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114916863413249881/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114916863413249881&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114916863413249881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114916863413249881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/06/si-darme-cuenta-sabor-nada-mejor-seria.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114875224740301394</id><published>2006-05-27T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:53:05.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC01376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/DSC01376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SI COMO PODER…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si como poder, pudiera…&lt;br /&gt;Te haría a mi manera.&lt;br /&gt;Te dejaría rubio, y con tus ojos azules.&lt;br /&gt;También creo que conservaría tus perfumes.&lt;br /&gt;Te dejaría igual de alto.&lt;br /&gt;Con ese gusto a Amor, Llanto…&lt;br /&gt;Me insertaría en tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;Como disimuladamente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vos te metiste en la mía.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando con una sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt;Descubriste que me querías…&lt;br /&gt;Así y todo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;decidimos no meternos en nuestras vidas.&lt;br /&gt;Vos seguiste con la tuya…&lt;br /&gt;Yo detrás, a la escucha.&lt;br /&gt;Si como poder pudiera…&lt;br /&gt;Desearía que me quieras…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114875224740301394?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114875224740301394/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114875224740301394&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114875224740301394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114875224740301394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/05/si-como-poder-si-como-poder-pudiera-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114831084837127459</id><published>2006-05-22T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:53:44.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/corte%20de%20luz%20124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/corte%20de%20luz%20124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/corte%20de%20luz%2012.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/2212212.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;PENSAMIENTOS DE UN VIAJE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy de regreso a casa,&lt;br /&gt;Con la ilusión de llegar,&lt;br /&gt;y encontrarte sin coraza.&lt;br /&gt;Entregado a mi amor,&lt;br /&gt;Iluminado desde el corazón,&lt;br /&gt;Corriendo ahora vos la carrera;&lt;br /&gt;De llegar y que aun yo te quiera.&lt;br /&gt;Cómo planeo y disfruto esa escena…&lt;br /&gt;Pero me voy acercando,&lt;br /&gt;Y a mis luces las cubre un manto.&lt;br /&gt;No estás ahí.&lt;br /&gt;Y ya no recuerdo desde hace cuánto.&lt;br /&gt;Nadie me espera en mi portada.&lt;br /&gt;Debo entrar, seguir, continuar…&lt;br /&gt;Si, sola, y aún más cansada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114831084837127459?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114831084837127459/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114831084837127459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114831084837127459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114831084837127459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/05/pensamientos-de-un-viaje.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114813923141976202</id><published>2006-05-20T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:32:18.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/corte%20de%20luz%20158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/corte%20de%20luz%20158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC020801.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOLO PARA VOLVER A AMARTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero volar,&lt;br /&gt;Abrir mis brazos…&lt;br /&gt;Desaparecer y brillar…&lt;br /&gt;Vigilarte desde donde no me puedas ver.&lt;br /&gt;Caminar tu cuerpo al amanecer…&lt;br /&gt;Encontrarte tan indefenso, como te pueda tener.&lt;br /&gt;Ser tu protección, tu única guía;&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor, tu pasión.&lt;br /&gt;Que me necesites tanto, como hoy yo a vos.&lt;br /&gt;Que me estorbes de tanto cruzarte,&lt;br /&gt;Verte hasta cansarme…&lt;br /&gt;Odiarte tan solo para volver a amarte…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114813923141976202?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114813923141976202/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114813923141976202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114813923141976202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114813923141976202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/05/solo-para-volver-amarte.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114795651099270467</id><published>2006-05-18T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:36:05.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC01425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/DSC01425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afrontando mis caminos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luces, deslucidas…&lt;br /&gt;Camino sólo sobre batallas perdidas.&lt;br /&gt;Dónde están los ganadores?&lt;br /&gt;Qué caminos toman,&lt;br /&gt;que ante mis ojos, se esconden?&lt;br /&gt;Es esto magia de otro mundo?&lt;br /&gt;O es cierto, que perdí mi rumbo?&lt;br /&gt;Ya no quiero descansar sobre&lt;br /&gt;Persianas cerradas…&lt;br /&gt;Ni llorar en balcones donde se&lt;br /&gt;Oyen carcajadas…&lt;br /&gt;Quiero caminar baldosas,&lt;br /&gt;Por primera vez pisadas&lt;br /&gt;Estrenar amores.&lt;br /&gt;Reencontrarme enamorada….&lt;br /&gt;Volver a sorprenderme.&lt;br /&gt;En sí, lo que deseo,&lt;br /&gt;Es poder volver a ser fuerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114795651099270467?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114795651099270467/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114795651099270467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114795651099270467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114795651099270467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/05/afrontando-mis-caminos.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114670926862084969</id><published>2006-05-03T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:41:10.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/PAPA.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/PAPA.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PREGUNTA UNIVERSAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llega un momento en la vida,&lt;br /&gt;Que del amor esperamos aun mas.&lt;br /&gt;Hay un reloj interno que amenaza con estallar.&lt;br /&gt;Nos pone en una dura carrera:&lt;br /&gt;“En la del compañero ideal.”&lt;br /&gt;Y hasta nos sorprende,&lt;br /&gt;Nosotros siempre estamos en cualquier lugar…&lt;br /&gt;Pero su alarma suena, y parece no querer parar.&lt;br /&gt;Miles de preguntas llegan a nuestras mentes…&lt;br /&gt;Sobre nuestros progenitores, y el resto de los demas.&lt;br /&gt;COMO Y CUANDO, lograron esa chicharra desconectar?&lt;br /&gt;Cuándo se dieron cuenta, que era momento de parar?&lt;br /&gt;Que al fin habían hallado,&lt;br /&gt;A la persona que desde ahí y de por vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a su lado debía estar… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Gracias Viejos, por no acobardarse en la busqueda!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114670926862084969?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114670926862084969/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114670926862084969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114670926862084969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114670926862084969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/05/pregunta-universal.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114596533663543770</id><published>2006-04-25T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T07:37:36.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/mel3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/mel3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUCHAR CONTRA UNA MENTIRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podré luchar toda la vida,&lt;br /&gt;Pero ni medio segundo contra una mentira.&lt;br /&gt;La realidad está servida, me alejaste de tu vida.&lt;br /&gt;Mi belleza sin tus ojos, está caída.&lt;br /&gt;No puedo levantarme, los dos fuimos muy cobardes.&lt;br /&gt;VOS, por no pelearme, YO por abandonarme.&lt;br /&gt;Borré todas tus huellas,&lt;br /&gt;Hoy no vivo, porque aun viven ellas.&lt;br /&gt;Por qué no pude superarte?&lt;br /&gt;Una semana, no es nada importante…&lt;br /&gt;Quién te habla hoy de amor?&lt;br /&gt;Mientras mi corazón trata inútilmente&lt;br /&gt;De decirte adiós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114596533663543770?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114596533663543770/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114596533663543770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114596533663543770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114596533663543770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/04/luchar-contra-una-mentira.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114589107507309889</id><published>2006-04-24T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T08:26:26.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/DSC02094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merezco mi estreno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acontecimiento repentino,&lt;br /&gt;Yo no culpo a mi destino.&lt;br /&gt;Visto trajes ya usados,&lt;br /&gt;Por personas del pasado.&lt;br /&gt;Nada está oculto,&lt;br /&gt;Es lo que hay y me acostumbro…&lt;br /&gt;Veo fotos muy gastadas,&lt;br /&gt;Asiento mentiras, de que no me pasa nada.&lt;br /&gt;Llevo mucho tiempo en esto.&lt;br /&gt;Y aun no aprendo,&lt;br /&gt;Lo que de verdad merezco.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melina.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114589107507309889?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114589107507309889/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114589107507309889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114589107507309889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114589107507309889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/04/merezco-mi-estreno.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114528909910561380</id><published>2006-04-17T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T08:27:48.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/DSC02027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Desde mi lugar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizás debí llegar primero…&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez esto así, es lo mejor….&lt;br /&gt;Qué se hace en los casos, en&lt;br /&gt;Que de uno no depende el amor?&lt;br /&gt;Cuando el tercero en discordia,&lt;br /&gt;Antes que uno llegó?&lt;br /&gt;Amasó su amor, con nuestro amor,&lt;br /&gt;Lo cocinó y después sin más,&lt;br /&gt;Lo dejó…&lt;br /&gt;Pero al vernos ensalzados,&lt;br /&gt;A su pasado y a mi corazón…&lt;br /&gt;Sólo por celos volvió…&lt;br /&gt;Cómo se hace para no fingir un dolor?&lt;br /&gt;Para decir: “LO ACEPTO”&lt;br /&gt;El segundo plato, seré yo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114528909910561380?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114528909910561380/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114528909910561380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114528909910561380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114528909910561380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/04/desde-mi-lugar-quizs-deb-llegar.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114475110994130970</id><published>2006-04-11T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:05:49.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/DSC02053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No sería yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra vez enamorada,&lt;br /&gt;Doblemente traicionada.&lt;br /&gt;Debería cerrar mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;Callar mis ”te quiero”…&lt;br /&gt;Y ser mas veloz que&lt;br /&gt;El otro para decir adiós.&lt;br /&gt;Necesito endurecerme,&lt;br /&gt;No escuchar más al amor,&lt;br /&gt;Hermetizarme ante el dolor,&lt;br /&gt;Coser mis besos,&lt;br /&gt;Esconder más mi desamor...&lt;br /&gt;Pero simplemente no puedo...&lt;br /&gt;Esa no seria yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114475110994130970?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114475110994130970/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114475110994130970&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114475110994130970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114475110994130970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-sera-yo-otra-vez-enamorada.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114466666378335859</id><published>2006-04-10T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:07:09.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/DSC02049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La naturaleza de mi miedo..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me torturo sin razón,&lt;br /&gt;No es tu nombre, ni sos vos.&lt;br /&gt;Es el miedo preexistente,&lt;br /&gt;Que me hablaba con su voz.&lt;br /&gt;Que me advertía al fin de cuentas,&lt;br /&gt;Que mi presente iba veloz.&lt;br /&gt;Que quizás no ibas a seguirme.&lt;br /&gt;Que tu reloj, no era mi reloj.&lt;br /&gt;Que tu pasado me advertía,&lt;br /&gt;Todo lo que esto dolería.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114466666378335859?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114466666378335859/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114466666378335859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114466666378335859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114466666378335859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/04/la-naturaleza-de-mi-miedo.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114294239487471638</id><published>2006-03-21T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:08:08.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/DSC02045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HABLA POR VOS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CUÁNDO TERMINÓ NUESTRA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HISTORIA DE VERDAD?&lt;br /&gt;TERMINÓ CUANDO TERMINAMOS, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O MUCHO TIEMPO ATRÁS?&lt;br /&gt;CONTESTÁME, HABLÁ POR VOS,&lt;br /&gt;QUE FUÍSTE QUIÉN ME DEJÓ.&lt;br /&gt;DECIME CUÁNDO TE ABANDONÓ EL AMOR...&lt;br /&gt;Y POR QUÉ TARDASTE TANTO EN JUNTAR EL VALOR...&lt;br /&gt;ES QUE ACASO NO TE ALCANZABA MI CALOR?&lt;br /&gt;NUNCA SABRÉ BIEN LO QUE PASÓ.&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE ES ALGO QUE SABÉS SOLO VOS.&lt;br /&gt;Y AL FÍN Y AL CABO,&lt;br /&gt;NO ME IMPORTA, YO TE DÍ LO MEJOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114294239487471638?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114294239487471638/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114294239487471638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114294239487471638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114294239487471638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/03/habla-por-vos_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114147116089789184</id><published>2006-03-04T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:09:57.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/corte%20de%20luz%2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/corte%20de%20luz%2012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Debes buscar a alguien mas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busco tu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; vos debes buscar a alguien más.&lt;br /&gt;Tus zapatos son pesados,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; ya no los puedo llevar.&lt;br /&gt;Un día me decís algo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;y al otro ya no me podés mirar.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero escuchar tu “NO”.&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que se lo digas a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;quién provoca tu dudar.&lt;br /&gt;Sé que soy egoísta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;pero yo te puedo querer más.&lt;br /&gt;Es lo que yo siento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; y lo sabés, para variar...&lt;br /&gt;No puedo seguir así,&lt;br /&gt;Tu silencio ya no me habla,&lt;br /&gt;Son palabras las que necesito escuchar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114147116089789184?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114147116089789184/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114147116089789184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114147116089789184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114147116089789184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/03/debes-buscar-alguien-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114062286867263721</id><published>2006-02-22T07:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:11:53.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/corte%20de%20luz%20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/corte%20de%20luz%20096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO IRE A BUSCARTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ESTOY INDECISA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO SÉ SI IR A BUSCARTE.&lt;br /&gt;SÓLO QUIERO MIRARTE,&lt;br /&gt;Y VER TU REACCIÓN AL ENCONTRARME.&lt;br /&gt;SÉ QUE OCULTA O NO,&lt;br /&gt;ES UNA MANERA DE BUSCARTE.&lt;br /&gt;PERO TENGO MIEDO DE QUE LOGRES MALINTERPRETARME.&lt;br /&gt;ES POR ESO QUE DUDO.&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE MI CURIOSIDAD, COMO AL GATO, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PUEDE LLEGAR A MATARME.&lt;br /&gt;Y PORQUE PUEDES PENSAR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;QUE AÚN MI INTENSIÓN ES AMARTE.&lt;br /&gt;Y SI VOS SABÉS DÓNDE VIVO ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Y NO INTENTASTE BUSCARME,&lt;br /&gt;NO VEO PORQUE YO DEBA HACERLO.&lt;br /&gt;SI AL FIN Y AL CABO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; TU AMOR NO VA A SER MÁS DE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; LO QUE HOY DE VOS TENGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114062286867263721?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114062286867263721/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114062286867263721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114062286867263721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114062286867263721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-ire-buscarteestoy-indecisa-no-s-si.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-114026012919999191</id><published>2006-02-18T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:14:52.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/corte%20de%20luz%20095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/corte%20de%20luz%20095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;La diferencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre tu vista y la mía,&lt;br /&gt;solo hay una diferencia.&lt;br /&gt;Que yo al no mirarte, no&lt;br /&gt;hago más que sufrir tu ausencia.&lt;br /&gt;Si supieras cuánto pesa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; no tenerte aquí a mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;A pesar que solo seas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt; una alegría del pasado.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llegará la hora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;en que tu amor en mi reincida?&lt;br /&gt;Cuando sentiré de nuevo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;lo que es vivir la vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-114026012919999191?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/114026012919999191/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=114026012919999191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114026012919999191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/114026012919999191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/02/la-diferencia-entre-tu-vista-y-la-ma.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113992326256920857</id><published>2006-02-14T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:13:06.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/DSC02087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No quiero esperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero tu bien,&lt;br /&gt;¿Quién no lo podría desear?&lt;br /&gt;Mucha gente me dijo,&lt;br /&gt;Que seria mejor esperar.&lt;br /&gt;Y si pudiera hacerlo,&lt;br /&gt;Te crees que estaría en este lugar?&lt;br /&gt;Apareciste en mi vida, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y ya nada fue igual.&lt;br /&gt;Necesito tu respuesta, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no es bueno solo soñar.&lt;br /&gt;Escuchando tus silencios,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; mi vida podría pasar.&lt;br /&gt;No sé que vamos a hacerle,&lt;br /&gt;La vida nos ha de guiar.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que sea pronto.&lt;br /&gt;Porque para mi sufrir, es igual a esperar &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MELINA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113992326256920857?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113992326256920857/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113992326256920857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113992326256920857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113992326256920857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-quiero-esperar.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113982689149819673</id><published>2006-02-13T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:16:33.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/BETO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/BETO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NO SUPISTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NO SUPISTE APROVECHARME,&lt;br /&gt;CREO QUE TAMPOCO AMARME.&lt;br /&gt;NO IMPORTA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;POR TÌ MI CORAZÓN YA NO ARDE.&lt;br /&gt;PERO SÍ ME LASTIMASTE,&lt;br /&gt;Y LO HICISTE HASTA MATARME.&lt;br /&gt;NO SÉ A DÓNDE IR AHORA,&lt;br /&gt;PERO DE PARTIR LLEGÓ LA HORA.&lt;br /&gt;PASE LO QUE PASE QUIERO ESTAR SOLA.&lt;br /&gt;HOY PREFIERO YA NO VERTE;&lt;br /&gt;LASTIMARME, NO ES MI FUERTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113982689149819673?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113982689149819673/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113982689149819673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113982689149819673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113982689149819673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-supiste.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113957367200674138</id><published>2006-02-10T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T08:47:27.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nunca lo querre ver....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO PUEDO CREER COMO TE PERDI,&lt;br /&gt;SI TODO LO MIO, TE LO DI...&lt;br /&gt;Y SIGO PENSANDO,&lt;br /&gt;QUE HUBIESE SIDO DE TI,&lt;br /&gt;SI NO HUBIESES DECIDIDO PARTIR...&lt;br /&gt;QUE HUBIESE SIDO DE NOSOTROS,&lt;br /&gt;SI AUN ESTUVIERAS AQUI?&lt;br /&gt;CUANTOS POEMAS NO HUBIESE&lt;br /&gt;ESCRITO, SOBRE EL DOLOR QUE ME&lt;br /&gt;OBLIGASTE A SENTIR?&lt;br /&gt;CUANTOS DOLORES INJUSTOS&lt;br /&gt;ME HUBIESES EVITADO VIVIR?&lt;br /&gt;TODAS SON SUPOSICIONES QUE&lt;br /&gt;NO ESTOY DISPUESTA A DESCUBRIR.&lt;br /&gt;EL MIEDO ME OBLIGA A SEGUIR,&lt;br /&gt;NO SOPORTARIA QUE OTRA VEZ&lt;br /&gt;ME HAGAS SUFRIR...&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE TE AMO,&lt;br /&gt;Y AUNQUE NO TE TENGA,&lt;br /&gt;SIEMPRE SERA ASI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113957367200674138?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113957367200674138/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113957367200674138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113957367200674138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113957367200674138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/02/nunca-lo-querre-ver.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113948498905968046</id><published>2006-02-09T03:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T08:46:53.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC00396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/DSC00396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONDE ESTA LA LUNA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DÓNDE ESTÁ LA LUNA,&lt;br /&gt;DÓNDE SE ESCONDIÓ EL SOL?&lt;br /&gt;NO TE ALCANZÓ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CON LLEVARTE SÓLO MI CORAZÓN?&lt;br /&gt;ME ROBASTE TODO,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HASTA LO MÁS HERMOSO;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUE ME REGALÓ DIOS.&lt;br /&gt;PERO HAY ALGO;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUE NO PODRÁS QUITARME.&lt;br /&gt;Y ES EL PASADO EN EL QUE FUÍMOS DOS.&lt;br /&gt;LAS COSAS VIVIDAS,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LO QUE APRENDÍ DE VOS...&lt;br /&gt;NO MATASTE MI MENTE,&lt;br /&gt;SÓLO PUDISTE CON MI CORAZÓN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MELINA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113948498905968046?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113948498905968046/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113948498905968046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113948498905968046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113948498905968046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/02/donde-esta-la-luna_09.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113827974839551164</id><published>2006-01-26T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T08:49:45.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/mel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/mel2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;La vida sonríe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la vida me sonríe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; ya no importa lo que mire.&lt;br /&gt;Te imagino aquí a mi lado,&lt;br /&gt;y todo el resto esta ya pago.&lt;br /&gt;El universo es para mí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; mañana mismo podría morir,&lt;br /&gt;que al amor entero conocí.&lt;br /&gt;Ese amor que nada mide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; que sólo se vive al sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Que demuestra paso a paso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;que el tiempo feliz esta aquí.&lt;br /&gt;Que nada puede quitarlo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;removerlo o estropearlo.&lt;br /&gt;Que tu vida y la mía,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; se unieron para encontrarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113827974839551164?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113827974839551164/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113827974839551164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113827974839551164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113827974839551164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/01/la-vida-sonre-y-la-vida-me-sonre-ya-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113818886651198846</id><published>2006-01-25T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:56:43.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/corte%20de%20luz%20154.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/corte%20de%20luz%20154.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/melina%20fotos%20087.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lo sé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé que soy muy cambiante,&lt;br /&gt;Me lo dijiste una vez.&lt;br /&gt;Justo en el mismo momento,&lt;br /&gt;en que fui peligrosa para tu ser.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando nos pusimos tensos,&lt;br /&gt;y de diosa pasé a ser mujer.&lt;br /&gt;Juntando esperanzas con letanía,&lt;br /&gt;y suspiros en horas sin ley.&lt;br /&gt;Llantos que se esfumaron,&lt;br /&gt;en escenas que no pudieron ser.&lt;br /&gt;Sueños hoy ya nublados,&lt;br /&gt;donde como un chiquito,&lt;br /&gt;dormiría a tu merced.&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo es el dueño de todo.&lt;br /&gt;Y no me quedo solo con lo&lt;br /&gt;Que no pudo ser…&lt;br /&gt;Prefiero quedarme con todo.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque no lo puedas creer.&lt;br /&gt;Vos con tu vida,&lt;br /&gt;Yo con la mía,&lt;br /&gt;y por qué no también con él.&lt;br /&gt;Viajero de mil luces,&lt;br /&gt;Mensajero del querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113818886651198846?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113818886651198846/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113818886651198846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113818886651198846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113818886651198846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/01/lo-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113810618725454404</id><published>2006-01-24T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:14:50.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC02019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/DSC02019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Fácilmente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He encontrado fácilmente,&lt;br /&gt;La forma para poderme hablar.&lt;br /&gt;Y es que no lo hice sola,&lt;br /&gt;Sino con la ayuda de alguien más.&lt;br /&gt;Que me mostró la manera de&lt;br /&gt;Encontrarme sin mirar.&lt;br /&gt;De ver que lo triste no es tan malo.&lt;br /&gt;Sino un comienzo, en un final.&lt;br /&gt;Una etapa que termina, un adiós del mas allá.&lt;br /&gt;Miles de sentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;que hasta hoy no sabía como encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Está en mí, hoy lo que siento.&lt;br /&gt;No le pertenece a nadie más,&lt;br /&gt;Ni siquiera a la persona que me vaya a acompañar.&lt;br /&gt;No confundas esto, amigo…&lt;br /&gt;No es sufrimiento, ni pesar.&lt;br /&gt;Es solo otra manera de aprender a caminar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Melina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113810618725454404?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113810618725454404/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113810618725454404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113810618725454404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113810618725454404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/01/fcilmente-he-encontrado-fcilmente-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113802160723454975</id><published>2006-01-23T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:17:41.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/melina%20fotos%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/melina%20fotos%20084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Camino en tus baldosas… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Camino en tus baldosas,&lt;br /&gt;Entre los porqués de tus preguntas.&lt;br /&gt;Y quiero contestarte, pero no puedo.&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor se esconde,&lt;br /&gt;Y la soledad comienza a pesarme.&lt;br /&gt;Pero no tanto, como para arriesgarme.&lt;br /&gt;Estamos solos en la vida,&lt;br /&gt;Me dijo alguien una vez…&lt;br /&gt;Hablo del amor después de l amor,&lt;br /&gt;Y del camino a recorrer,&lt;br /&gt;De las extrañas percepciones,&lt;br /&gt;Con las que nace el querer.&lt;br /&gt;De su amor y del mío,&lt;br /&gt;Y de mis disfraces sin esconder.&lt;br /&gt;Lloré mucho aquella tarde,&lt;br /&gt;Y con las lágrimas comencé a crecer.&lt;br /&gt;Es tiempo de despedirlo.&lt;br /&gt;Algo nuevo esta al nacer.&lt;br /&gt;Para parir tantas cosas,&lt;br /&gt;Que solo la vida puede traer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MELINA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113802160723454975?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113802160723454975/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113802160723454975&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113802160723454975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113802160723454975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/01/camino-en-tus-baldosas-camino-en-tus.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113775910362793980</id><published>2006-01-20T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:15:58.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/99.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ES COMO VOLVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es como volver.&lt;br /&gt;Ya todo cambia en mi vida,&lt;br /&gt;es como volver a ser inocente.&lt;br /&gt;La vida como un camino, todo pasa y yo decido.&lt;br /&gt;Forma simple de ver lo perdido.&lt;br /&gt;Con ganas de conocer y seguir mi destino.&lt;br /&gt;Encontrarte porque hasta ahí me guío lo vivido...&lt;br /&gt;Saberme ganadora sin motivos.&lt;br /&gt;Volverme loca pensando:&lt;br /&gt;¿Por qué no vivís lo que vivo?&lt;br /&gt;Entenderme yo sola, para así convivir conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113775910362793980?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113775910362793980/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113775910362793980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113775910362793980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113775910362793980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/01/es-como-volver.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113767419122942420</id><published>2006-01-19T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:19:03.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/4454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/4454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SOLUCIONES TARDIAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;CADA ENFRENTAMIENTO&lt;br /&gt;QUE TENGO CON MI REALIDAD.&lt;br /&gt;CADA MAÑANA EN QUE DESPIERTO&lt;br /&gt;Y SÉ QUE YA NO ESTÁS.&lt;br /&gt;TODO ME HACE MÁS DÉBIL,&lt;br /&gt;Y NO ME DEJA SALTAR.&lt;br /&gt;ESPERANDO ALGÚN MESÍAS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;QUE ME VENGA A LIBERAR.&lt;br /&gt;Y BUSCANDO EN LOS LUGARES&lt;br /&gt;QUE SÉ QUE NO DEBO BUSCAR.&lt;br /&gt;TODO ESTO ME PASA,&lt;br /&gt;QUIZÁS POR BUSCAR, Y NADA&lt;br /&gt;QUERER ENCONTRAR...&lt;br /&gt;POR MIRARME EN LA MAÑANA&lt;br /&gt;Y HASTA DE MÍ QUERER ESCAPAR.&lt;br /&gt;POR ENVIDIAR LA FELICIDAD.&lt;br /&gt;Y POR MIRAR TODO DE LEJOS&lt;br /&gt;QUERIENDO TODO ALCANZAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MELINA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113767419122942420?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113767419122942420/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113767419122942420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113767419122942420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113767419122942420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/01/soluciones-tardias.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113741977164849682</id><published>2006-01-16T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:20:09.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/22212222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/200/22212222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HASTA CUANDO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;CUANTO MAS HE DE ESCRIBIR,&lt;br /&gt;HASTA QUE REGRESES A MI?&lt;br /&gt;CUANDO LEERAS LOS POEMAS&lt;br /&gt;QUE CON TANTO ESMERO ESCRIBI?&lt;br /&gt;DONDE CUENTO LAS COSAS&lt;br /&gt;QUE HASTA AHORA ME HACES&lt;br /&gt;SENTIR.&lt;br /&gt;MIS NERVIOS DESCONTROLADOS&lt;br /&gt;Y LAS GANAS DE TENERTE,&lt;br /&gt;SABIENDO QUE NO SERA ASI.&lt;br /&gt;Y MIS MIEDOS DE AMAR A OTRO,&lt;br /&gt;POR SI DECIDIS VENIR.&lt;br /&gt;DONDE ME ESCONDERIA&lt;br /&gt;SI PASARA ALGO ASI?&lt;br /&gt;TE DAS CUENTA...&lt;br /&gt;TE FUISTE Y NO PUEDO SEGUIR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MELINA&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113741977164849682?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113741977164849682/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113741977164849682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113741977164849682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113741977164849682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/01/hasta-cuando.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113741869355019108</id><published>2006-01-16T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:21:46.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;A VOS, MI REINA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;QUE POR DESGRACIA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOGRASTE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MERECER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;UN POEMA QUE NO ERA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;TUYO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/55555555555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/55555555555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;El gallo descolorido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MALDITA SIRENA,&lt;br /&gt;CANTASTE TU ARRORRÓ.&lt;br /&gt;DURMIENDO A MI NIÑO,&lt;br /&gt;QUE YA NUNCA DESPERTÓ.&lt;br /&gt;UNA NOCHE SIN LUNA,&lt;br /&gt;NO TE IMPORTÓ MI DOLOR.&lt;br /&gt;Y TE LLEVASTE A MI TESORO,&lt;br /&gt;QUE SÓLO PARA MÍ TENÍA VALOR.&lt;br /&gt;QUÉ MÁS QUERÍAS SACARLE,&lt;br /&gt;SI SÓLO TENÍA MI AMOR.&lt;br /&gt;NADIE PUDO HACER NADA.&lt;br /&gt;NI SIQUIERA MI BESO LO SALVÓ.&lt;br /&gt;Y AL VER QUE SE ME IBA,&lt;br /&gt;SE PARALIZÓ MI RELOJ.&lt;br /&gt;CON UN GRITO SORDO QUE NADIE&lt;br /&gt;MÁS ESCUCHÓ.&lt;br /&gt;POR FAVOR, QUEDÁTE, TE PIDIÓ&lt;br /&gt;MI PENA, MI AMOR...&lt;br /&gt;PERO TU CORAZÓN NO ESCUCHÓ,&lt;br /&gt;PREOCUPADO EN SU FUNCIÓN, BOMBEÓ.&lt;br /&gt;Y TODO AHÍ SE QUEDÓ.&lt;br /&gt;MUERTO, EN UN CORDÓN.&lt;br /&gt;Y A NADIE LE IMPORTÓ.&lt;br /&gt;MIENTRAS QUE YO QUERÍA UN&lt;br /&gt;LUGAR MEJOR PARA TU ÚLTIMO&lt;br /&gt;ADIÓS... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MELINA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(PARA "EL GALLO" DESCOLORIDO...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;(PARA ... MI TIERNA AMIGA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;HIJA, HERMANA, COPILOTO, CONFIDENTE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;E IRREMPLAZABLE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOLA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113741869355019108?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113741869355019108/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113741869355019108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113741869355019108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113741869355019108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/01/vos-mi-reina.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113680453740518330</id><published>2006-01-09T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:25:38.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/DSC01385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/320/DSC01385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;15 de Abril del 2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tuviera que contarte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; lo que sentí aquella tarde.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la lluvia nos bañaba, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;pero no sentía nada...&lt;br /&gt;Sólo sabía que te amaba, lo demás..&lt;br /&gt;No me importaba.&lt;br /&gt;Y esperaba a tí abrazada, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;aquel beso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; y no llegaba...&lt;br /&gt;Y esperé toda esa noche,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; en que me dijiste que me amabas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Y el amanecer me llevó a tu puerta,&lt;br /&gt;tú la abriste con mi camiseta puesta.&lt;br /&gt;y ese día llegó aquel beso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; que del amor nos dejó presos.&lt;br /&gt;Y nos amamos como tontos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; sin importarnos el entorno.&lt;br /&gt;Después firmamos un papel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; donde amor eterno juraba su ley.&lt;br /&gt;En donde imaginamos los hijos que en nuestra&lt;br /&gt;vida iba a haber.&lt;br /&gt;Y los meses pasaban rápido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; y yo bebía de tu miel.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras recordaba aquel&lt;br /&gt;temblor que te había invadido en la primera vez.&lt;br /&gt;Y todo a mi volvía,&lt;br /&gt;mientras que feliz recordaba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; toda nuestra alegría.&lt;br /&gt;Y a Dios agradecía que fueramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; parte de nuestros días.&lt;br /&gt;Y así llego la primavera, y decidiste volar,&lt;br /&gt;cual paloma mensajera....&lt;br /&gt;Llevandote en tu buche mi corazón en fino estuche.&lt;br /&gt;Y volvimos a encontrarnos,&lt;br /&gt;ya pareciamos extraños,&lt;br /&gt;pero volvimos a amarnos,&lt;br /&gt;como el quince de Abril de aquel año,&lt;br /&gt;en que pensamos que toda la vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; ibamos a amarnos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;EN MEMORIA DEL 15/04/2000.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NICO,&lt;/span&gt; TE VOY A RECORDAR SIEMPRE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MELINA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20655775-113680453740518330?l=ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/feeds/113680453740518330/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20655775&amp;postID=113680453740518330&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113680453740518330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20655775/posts/default/113680453740518330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ojosnaranjas.blogspot.com/2006/01/15-de-abril-del-2000.html' title=''/><author><name>Meli Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12952733532993884237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ShHt9sE8_3U/TelP4dj4OfI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fO_9VI3E990/s220/love_poster_by_annaOMline.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20655775.post-113664750900645519</id><published>2006-01-07T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:27:57.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4711/2078/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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