tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54575157068822556742024-03-12T21:53:49.762-03:00Curiosidade FeminalElayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.comBlogger816125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-56192862119960977512020-10-06T16:47:00.001-03:002020-10-06T17:10:22.498-03:00Costura, minha menina<p>
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</p><p>” Costura, minha menina. À mão, devagar. Aproveitando cada onda criada com seus próprios dedos.”</p><p>
” Costurar afasta o desespero?”
</p><p>” Não. Costurando, bordando você o decora. Olha para a cara dele. Enfrenta-o. Da-lhe forma. Atravessa-o . E vai além.”
</p><p>” Realmente é tão poderoso costurar à mão?”
</p><p>” Claro, querida. As pessoas já não costuram e por isso estão desesperadas. As costureiras sabem que com agulha e linha você pode enfrentar qualquer situação escura conseguindo criar obras-primas maravilhosas. Enquanto você move suas mãos é como se você movesse sua alma de forma criativa. Se você se deixar transportar pelo ritmo repetitivo do remendo e do bordado, você entra em um verdadeiro estado meditativo. Você consegue chegar a outros mundos. E o emaranhado de fios emocionais dentro de você se suaviza. Sem fazer mais nada.”
</p><p>” O que você aprende bordando?”
</p><p>” A enfrentar cada ponto. Só isso. Sem pensar no próximo ponto. A gente se foca no ponto presente, em cada costura. É esse ponto que nos escapa na vida diária. Estamos desesperados porque sempre pensamos no futuro. E se pensamos assim o bordado se torna desarmônico, confuso, pouco curado.”</p><p>
” Sim, mas vó… as preocupações e medos como vencer com a costura?”
</p><p>” Minha menina. Você não precisa vencer. Precisa acolher os medos, as preocupações. E compreendê-los. Costurando se tece o enredo da vida com suas mãos, é você que cria o vestido adequado para si mesma. Bordando você se conecta àquele fio fino que pertence a toda a humanidade e aos seus mistérios. Costurando você se transforma em uma aranha que tece sua teia contando silenciosamente ao mundo todos os segredos da vida. Entrelaçando os fios, entrelace seus pensamentos, suas emoções. E você se conectará ao divino que está em você e que segura o início do fio.”</p><p>Elena Bernabe</p><p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi2QlhfG2LrxL37Fpnte7vbdlktm2-0qbjHodQbMH9K_EvqiRR-LiAPo8pRVjAZQGVdJDeenbquWPp_hqzAnEH2-WAwNtWW-jD825kQBuvpJeFQojjhFFhqYvgPH8LpNO1V6s4rFY52BA/s590/como-bordar-ponto-russo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuM8ZNjrVKLuf2MD2w5kAkSfOPTL5wLIe-2k_v7DUvFaSojiOJIowGOsaR8PNIa4eTsfOJkZfwVNDLTPRvED652-ErzMIDk4RJ1Qi4mVuOXskBQ4wCsi1vmjbqLSaKx_J0DQxxlUIdkvQ/s590/como-bordar-ponto-russo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><br /></p></p>Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-78828709662310949572020-10-05T16:58:00.011-03:002020-10-06T17:07:57.480-03:00Caixa de costura<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYCCXhpG5bsOW-xmd05cClusEzOVQVyH9WqGDo7p61V5mUEvjO8q6vhyphenhyphenhUeGH0VyN_eKgl_kQJZIhP6003l8NJPtogCOp_xNhaYJo-OcI495Ncv23ThxiHWjB9VGPkyGRTjVyFcP6H4SE/s700/casa-de-oficios.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="700" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYCCXhpG5bsOW-xmd05cClusEzOVQVyH9WqGDo7p61V5mUEvjO8q6vhyphenhyphenhUeGH0VyN_eKgl_kQJZIhP6003l8NJPtogCOp_xNhaYJo-OcI495Ncv23ThxiHWjB9VGPkyGRTjVyFcP6H4SE/s320/casa-de-oficios.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Venho
costurando minha vida </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">com linhas de saudade. </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Procuro equilibrar-lhes a cor </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">para que o resultado final não seja triste. </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Por vezes, é o cinza que insiste; </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">por vezes, impera o marrom. </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ainda bem que tem saudade bonita; </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">mudo o tom, amarro fitas, </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">busco a outra ponta do novelo; </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">intercalo a trama em amarelo. </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A saudade é assim mesmo, </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>tecelã do tempo. </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Quando menos se espera, </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>arremata o momento, leva embora, </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>deixa a porta encostada, o cadarço de fora, </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>e nunca avisa a hora de voltar. </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ainda hei de costurar com verde florescente </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>e, se a saudade chegar autoritariamente, </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>vai se sentir enfraquecida. </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Enquanto procuro a cor, </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>vou costurando a vida, </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>sem saber qual vai ser o resultado. </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Caso ele não fique combinado, </span></span></span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">dou um nó, encosto agulha, guardo a linha, </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">que essa culpa roxa não é minha. </span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">É uma
artimanha branca do passado.</span></p><p>
<br /></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Flora
Figueiredo</span></p><p>
<br /></p>Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-30769757745713463392020-10-04T17:19:00.005-03:002020-10-06T17:56:21.974-03:00A meus filhos<p>
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDljAHUpGFaeWHjYRTlMW2EAQ1zAjW56VqvB_d-Q9LDma9CbCbqfQi93WAgsIHKqZgELy2H7e2dGrOI-3hS4eAcIol_awQaGJrdYMJrTfKKLEaPd-ajC7OWrrIOaJT_6zIuP6-rucgU_4/s700/amsterdam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="700" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDljAHUpGFaeWHjYRTlMW2EAQ1zAjW56VqvB_d-Q9LDma9CbCbqfQi93WAgsIHKqZgELy2H7e2dGrOI-3hS4eAcIol_awQaGJrdYMJrTfKKLEaPd-ajC7OWrrIOaJT_6zIuP6-rucgU_4/s320/amsterdam.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;">Estou aqui
ao lado,</span></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">à margem de seu caminho,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">vendo você passar.</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Quero que vá sozinho<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">mas me mantenho por perto.<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Se o rumo é certo,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">me aprumo e aplaudo;</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">se é via tortuosa,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">jogo-lhe aos pés uma rosa<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">pra que desviando dela<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">você chegue a outro lugar;</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">se a sombra é fria,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">mando-lhe um beijo quente;</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">se o chão queima do sol nascente,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">estendo-lhe a poesia<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">para que o possa atenuar,</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">se não houver alimento,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">peço ao vento<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">sementes que lhe tragam vida.</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Para a sede,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">roubo do céu a lágrima caída da madrugada.</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Mas se você não precisar de nada,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">ainda assim eu estarei vigiando,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">escondida talvez atrás de um querubim.<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Abençoarei sua vida e sua estrada,<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">mesmo que já esteja transformada<br /></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">na forma clara e casta de um jasmim. </span></span></p><p>
<br /></p><p style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><strong>Flora
Figueiredo, Florescência</strong></span></p><p>
<br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p><p></p>Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-54544071013076518172020-10-03T18:00:00.002-03:002020-10-06T18:10:03.555-03:00FORÇA<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWifp_nyNNCB5d3LdfigHsJkSLEP7NrLS3FE0SxB0IQdGF5hhc879ve_YE0gfrbBWBuVYcdBCWcXZhGuBiTT-1SyxbfCtJ11QKgORWNVYps-2yKpnqrralRHpff57TpRuWIMYQSJFLLzQ/s606/1352492484_string-art1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="606" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWifp_nyNNCB5d3LdfigHsJkSLEP7NrLS3FE0SxB0IQdGF5hhc879ve_YE0gfrbBWBuVYcdBCWcXZhGuBiTT-1SyxbfCtJ11QKgORWNVYps-2yKpnqrralRHpff57TpRuWIMYQSJFLLzQ/s320/1352492484_string-art1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h3 style="background-color: #eee2f0; color: #e1194a; font-family: "TradeGothicLTStdCondensedNo.18", Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px 0px 10px; text-transform: uppercase;">FORÇA</h3><div class="ck-texto" style="background-color: #eee2f0; color: #444444; font-family: "TradeGothicLTStdCondensedNo.18", Arial, sans-serif;"><div style="line-height: 1.3em; margin: 0px 0px 15px; text-align: left;">Desmancha o nó,<br />tira a ferrugem.<br />espana o pó.<br />Empurra o pesado,<br />cola o quebrado,<br />cerze o rompido,<br />coça a coceira,<br />gruda o trincado,<br />pensa o ardido<br />e faz brincadeira do verso chorado,<br />que a vida é rendeira<br />de sedas ou trapos,<br />de rendas, farrapos<br />ou fios de algodão;<br />que a fibra é comprida e o mundo, artesão.</div></div>Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-84484848360018895532019-03-05T19:40:00.000-03:002019-03-05T19:40:00.857-03:00O teu riso<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">Tira-me o pão, se quiseres,<br /> tira-me o ar, mas não<br /> me tires o teu riso.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Não me tires a rosa,<br /> a lança que desfolhas,<br /> a água que de súbito<br /> brota da tua alegria,<br /> a repentina onda<br /> de prata que em ti nasce.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Pablo Neruda </span></div>
Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-38978130678552113592019-03-04T19:53:00.000-03:002019-03-05T19:55:19.900-03:00Mas eu sou...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">O tempo é a substância de que sou feito. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">O tempo é um rio que me arrasta,
mas eu sou o rio;</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">é um tigre que me destroça, mas eu sou o tigre;</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">é um fogo
que me consome, mas eu sou o fogo” </span></span></div>
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Jorge Luís Borges</div>
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in Obras
Completas</div>
Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-66896237203227435392019-02-17T14:41:00.000-03:002019-02-17T14:41:06.403-03:00Sonho. Não Sei quem Sou<h2>
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Sonho. Não sei quem sou neste momento.
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Durmo sentindo-me. Na hora calma
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Meu pensamento esquece o pensamento,
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Minha alma não tem alma.
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Se existo é um erro eu o saber. Se acordo
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Parece que erro. Sinto que não sei.
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Nada quero nem tenho nem recordo.
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Não tenho ser nem lei.
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<i>Fernando Pessoa, in "Cancioneiro"</i></div>
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Sim, tudo é certo logo que o não seja,</div>
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Amar, teimar, verificar, descrer</div>
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Quem me dera um sossego à beira-ser</div>
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Como o que à beira-mar o olhar deseja.</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">20-1-1929</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>Poesias Inéditas (1919-1930). </b>Fernando Pessoa.</span></div>
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Sossega, coração! Não desesperes!</div>
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Talvez um dia, para além dos dias,</div>
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Então, livre de falsas nostalgias,</div>
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Atingirás a perfeição de seres.</div>
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Mas pobre sonho o que só quer não tê-lo!</div>
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Pobre esperança a de existir somente!</div>
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Como quem passa a mão pelo cabelo</div>
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E em si mesmo se sente diferente,</div>
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Como faz mal ao sonho o concebê-lo!</div>
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Sossega, coração, contudo! Dorme!</div>
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O sossego não quer razão nem causa.</div>
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Quer só a noite plácida e enorme,</div>
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A grande, universal, solene pausa</div>
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Antes que tudo em tudo se transforme.</div>
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2-8-1933</div>
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<b>Novas Poesias Inéditas. </b>Fernando Pessoa.</div>
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Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-13209441145340180362018-04-13T23:12:00.002-03:002018-04-13T23:12:29.258-03:00Eu te amo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ah, se já perdemos a noção da hora</div>
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Se juntos já jogamos tudo fora</div>
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me conta agora como hei de partir</div>
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Se, ao te conhecer, dei pra sonhar, fiz tantos desvarios</div>
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Rompi com o mundo, queimei meus navios</div>
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Me diz pra onde é que inda posso ir</div>
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Se nós, nas travessuras das noites eternas</div>
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Já confundimos tanto as nossas pernas</div>
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Diz com que pernas eu devo seguir</div>
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Se entornaste a nossa sorte pelo chão</div>
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Se na bagunça do teu coração</div>
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Meu sangue errou de veia e se perdeu</div>
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Como, se na desordem do armário embutido</div>
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Meu paletó enlaça o teu vestido</div>
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E o meu sapato inda pisa no teu</div>
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Como, se nos amamos feito dois pagãos</div>
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Teus seios inda estão nas minhas mãos</div>
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Me explica com que cara eu vou sair</div>
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Não, acho que estás se fazendo de tonta</div>
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Te dei meus olhos pra tomares conta</div>
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Agora conta como hei de partir</div>
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(Chico Buarque de Holanda)</div>
Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-72273181669064807542018-04-12T23:27:00.000-03:002018-04-13T23:30:15.678-03:00Traduzir-se<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Uma parte de mim</div>
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é todo mundo:</div>
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outra parte é ninguém:</div>
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fundo sem fundo.</div>
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Uma parte de mim</div>
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é multidão:</div>
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outra parte estranheza</div>
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e solidão.</div>
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Uma parte de mim</div>
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pesa, pondera:</div>
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outra parte</div>
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delira.</div>
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Uma parte de mim</div>
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almoça e janta:</div>
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outra parte</div>
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se espanta.</div>
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Uma parte de mim</div>
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é permanente:</div>
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outra parte</div>
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se sabe de repente.</div>
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Uma parte de mim</div>
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é só vertigem:</div>
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outra parte,</div>
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linguagem.</div>
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Traduzir uma parte</div>
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na outra parte</div>
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— que é uma questão</div>
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de vida ou morte —</div>
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será arte?</div>
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(Ferreira Gullar)</div>
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Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-28198668067957687172017-11-22T23:19:00.000-02:002017-11-22T23:19:28.930-02:00É PRIMAVERA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">É isto. É Primavera</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Estou feliz, em febre</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">outros politizam suas dores</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eu me polenizo</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ou polemizo</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">- com as flores</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(Affonso Romano)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Quando você vir uma mulher caminhando feliz, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">com a pele boa, sorridente, leve, plena. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Pode ter certeza: ela não está apaixonada.</span></div>
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Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-67362599624756904152017-08-10T20:05:00.001-03:002017-08-10T20:05:49.388-03:00O tempo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Quem tem olhos pra ver o tempo</div>
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Soprando sulcos na pele</div>
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Soprando sulcos na pele</div>
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Soprando sulcos?</div>
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O tempo andou riscando meu rosto</div>
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Com uma navalha fina</div>
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Sem raiva nem rancor.</div>
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O tempo riscou meu rosto com calma</div>
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Eu parei de lutar contra o tempo</div>
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ando exercendo instantes</div>
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acho que ganhei presença.</div>
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Acho que a vida anda passando a mão em mim.</div>
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A vida anda passando a mão em mim.</div>
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Acho que a vida anda passando.</div>
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A vida anda passando.</div>
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Acho que a vida anda.</div>
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A vida anda em mim.</div>
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Acho que há vida em mim.</div>
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A vida em mim anda passando.</div>
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Acho que a vida anda passando a mão em mim.</div>
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E por falar em sexo</div>
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Quem anda me comendo é o tempo</div>
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Na verdade faz tempo</div>
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Mas eu escondia</div>
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Porque ele me pegava à força</div>
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E por trás.</div>
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Um dia resolvi encará-lo de frente</div>
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E disse: Tempo,</div>
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Se você tem que me comer</div>
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Que seja com o meu consentimento</div>
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E me olhando nos olhos</div>
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Acho que ganhei o tempo</div>
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De lá pra cá</div>
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Ele tem sido bom comigo</div>
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Dizem que ando até remoçando.</div>
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(Viviane Mosé)</div>
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Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-8826739848181971032017-07-08T15:23:00.002-03:002017-07-08T15:23:31.546-03:00Benditos sejam os instantes e os milímetros<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Benditos sejam os instantes, e os milímetros, e as sombras das pequenas coisas, ainda mais humildes do que elas! Os instantes (...) Os milímetros - que impressão de assombro e ousadia que a sua existência lado a lado e muito aproximada numa fita métrica me causa.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">As vezes sofro e gozo com estas coisas. Tenho um orgulho tosco nisso.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Bernardo Soares</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(heterônimo de Fernando Pessoa) </span></div>
Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-72259877025185654032017-07-07T15:27:00.000-03:002017-07-08T15:32:43.939-03:00Flores e sonhos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Em um vaso;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">cabem flores, cabem cores;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">cabe um tanto de jardim.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Cabe um que de primavera,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">porção de terra da Terra;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Cabe uma dose de sonho,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">cabe um quinhão de mim.</span></div>
<br />Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-50327441604633887302017-04-28T18:07:00.002-03:002017-04-28T18:10:33.220-03:00Que lindo dia o que vemos!<br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Que lindo dia o que vemos!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mas, como estes tempos vão,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">É bom que não confiemos...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">É melhor dizer que temos,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Não um dia de verão,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Mas um dia de veremos."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana";">Fernando Pessoa</span></div>
Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-70659351864282429072017-04-23T11:38:00.001-03:002017-04-23T11:38:39.212-03:00Gostaria de encontrar-te.<span style="font-family: f12ld7a9-916-fc2-2jfkjs389nve2; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: f12ld7a9-916-fc2-2jfkjs389nve2; font-size: xx-small;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;">Gostaria de encontrar-te.</span></div>
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Falar das cousas</span></div>
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que já estão perdidas.</span></div>
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Tuas mãos trementes</span></div>
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se desmanchariam</span></div>
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na sonoridade</span></div>
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dos meus ditos.</span></div>
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Faria de teus olhos</span></div>
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luz,</span></div>
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de tua boca</span></div>
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um eco.</span></div>
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Nos teus ouvidos</span></div>
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eu falaria de amigos.</span></div>
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Quem sabe se amarias escutar-me.</span></div>
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Hilda Hilst</div>
</span></span>Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-4246435712275677962017-01-22T22:14:00.000-02:002017-01-22T22:14:07.251-02:00Bainha aberta <div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Crava em meu corpo essa espada crua.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Quero o ardor e o êxtase da luta</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">em que me rendo voluntária e nua.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Meu temor é a paz pós-união:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">desenlace derrota solidão</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Astrid Cabral</span></div>
Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-384589706762790632017-01-21T22:17:00.000-02:002017-04-23T10:52:23.848-03:00Viver corpos de outros<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">abrir-me </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">em espreguiçar de ostras</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">ser solta</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">decifrar diálogos </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">de golfinhos</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">prender calcinhas em </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">pontas de estrelas</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">me virar pelo avesso</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">ser o reverso do </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">poema</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">e assim</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">alcançar você...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">meu desejo, </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">meu todo prazer!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Rosemary Barreto</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Remeta-me os dedos</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">em vez de cartas de amor</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">que nunca escreves</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">que nunca recebo. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Passeiam em mim estas tardes</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">que parecem repetir</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">o amor bem feito</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">que você tinha mania de fazer comigo.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Não sei amigo</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">se era o seu jeito</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">ou de propósito</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">mas era bom, sempre bom</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">e assanhava as tardes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Refaça o verso</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">que mantinha sempre tesa</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">a minha rima</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">firme </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">confirme</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">o ardor dessas jorradas</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">de versos que nos bolinaram os dois</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">a dois.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Pense em mim</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">e me visite no correio</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">de pombos onde a gente se confunde</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Repito:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Se meta na minha vida</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">outra vez meta</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Remeta. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Elisa Lucinda</span></div>
Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-52283916778506323252017-01-19T22:38:00.000-02:002017-01-22T22:39:12.099-02:00Lambido<div style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, helvetica; font-size: small;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Eu quase havia esquecido como é bom</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ser lambido, beijado, lambuzado</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Por uma mulher bonita, manhosa, gostosa</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Morena, loira, oriental, negra, ruiva</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Não importa</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Bastou me deixar levar</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sentir a língua molhada deslizar</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Em torno das orelhas, ao redor do pescoço</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">De cima até embaixo da nuca</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Arrepiar-me com o quente/frio da respiração</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lenta...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Pausada...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Um interminável gemido de prazer</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Perdido nas entranhas do meu ser</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: arial, helvetica; font-size: small; text-align: -webkit-left;">Ricardo Icassatti Hermano</span></div>
Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-80161883258264928222017-01-18T22:42:00.000-02:002017-01-22T22:44:50.649-02:00Sob o chuveiro amar<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sob o chuveiro amar, sabão e beijos, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ou na banheira amar, de água vestidos, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">amor escorregante, foge, prende-se, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">torna a fugir, água nos olhos, bocas, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">dança, navegação, mergulho, chuva, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">essa espuma nos ventres, a brancura </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">triangular do sexo -- é água, esperma, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">é amor se esvaindo, ou nos tornamos fontes? </span></div>
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Carlos Drummond Andrade</div>
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<br />Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-7954801878939838812016-11-14T17:24:00.001-02:002016-11-14T17:24:08.840-02:00Portas entreabertas<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Não deixe portas entreabertas</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Escancare-as ou as bata de uma vez.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Porque por meias entradas</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">entram meias felicidades.</span></span></div>
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Flora Figueiredo</div>
Elayne Gemignanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17104546477335498039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5457515706882255674.post-80257061395984454152016-11-13T17:25:00.000-02:002016-11-14T17:27:14.847-02:00Peraltagens<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">E algumas pessoas vão te amar por seus despropósitos.</span></div>
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