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grande sacrificio eu tenho que fazer para saciar esta sedi&lt;br /&gt;Sera mesmo sacrificio?&lt;br /&gt;De poder Possuirte&lt;br /&gt;Doce corpo delicado&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me sem força para resistir&lt;br /&gt;mas com energia suficiente para leva-la&lt;br /&gt;a um delirio de fantasias.&lt;br /&gt;dentre de sua mente de misteriosos desejos.&lt;br /&gt;e com cada movimente suavemente calculado&lt;br /&gt;Extrair este teu profundo sonho carnal.&lt;br /&gt;Que por mais forte que seja nesta batalha.&lt;br /&gt;agora se encontra fraca,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;e suas pernas nao podem carrega-la&lt;br /&gt;e entao a levo para mais uma noite.&lt;br /&gt;Onde nao sabemos aonde terminara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4585613109909700741?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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curar.&lt;br /&gt;Assim, que gosto de ve-la.&lt;br /&gt;E entao te levar meus toques,&lt;br /&gt;sedutores labios e viajo nestes olhos&lt;br /&gt;que me lembram o manto negro da noite&lt;br /&gt;este que nos cobrira.&lt;br /&gt;Uma intimidade solitaria e apenas nossa.&lt;br /&gt;E é quando o perfume de teu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;me faz falta, e acordo deste sonho.&lt;br /&gt;Queria voce Aqui, para poder sentir tudo o que escrevi neste papel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-7227587898728416078?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7227587898728416078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7227587898728416078' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Um escondido Brilho na Terra.'/><title type='text'>Um escondido Brilho na Terra.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Um escondido Brilho na Terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lua havia acabado de acordar,&lt;br /&gt;olhava em volta a procura de todas as estrelhas que sempre estava a sua volta.&lt;br /&gt;Por onde andavam?&lt;br /&gt;Ela se perguntou.&lt;br /&gt;Entao, em um lugar da terra.&lt;br /&gt;Ela encontra um sorriso Tao lindo.&lt;br /&gt;Olhando agora com mais atenção.&lt;br /&gt;Percebe entao que todas as estrelhas do ceu.&lt;br /&gt;Sorriam para uma linda criatura que observava os Céus.&lt;br /&gt;Seu brilho era tao bello que até as estrelas a admiravam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-5280976871554436717?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;o caminho que não consigo traçar&lt;br /&gt;E me vejo tentado por algo tao distante.&lt;br /&gt;Quero ao menos tuas mãos tocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-2499648704143091776?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2499648704143091776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2499648704143091776' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2499648704143091776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2499648704143091776'/><link 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imaginar a tentação&lt;br /&gt;De seus sussuros ao meu ouvido,&lt;br /&gt;A tentação que seria sentir&lt;br /&gt;Um perfume doce deixar-me fraco.&lt;br /&gt;Pois desde este momento ja a desejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-1392076007402532486?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/1392076007402532486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=1392076007402532486' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1392076007402532486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1392076007402532486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2011/12/distante-atracao.html' title='Distante Atração'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4196790335826952805</id><published>2011-12-17T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T03:46:02.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ao longe tentado'/><title type='text'>Ao longe tentado</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;[Ao longe tentado]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi tao facil a te aparecer,&lt;br /&gt;trazer tua prezença,&lt;br /&gt;se mostrar a mim.&lt;br /&gt;e agora é tao dificil esquecer este corpo,&lt;br /&gt;que acende um desejo.&lt;br /&gt;algo mais que um simples sentimento,&lt;br /&gt;um calor tao forte que me faz sonhar com tua pele&lt;br /&gt;mesmo estando acordado,&lt;br /&gt;me faz sonhar com teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;mesmo nao a vendo.&lt;br /&gt;me faz querer-te todo o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4196790335826952805?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4196790335826952805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4196790335826952805' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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de meu Desejo</title><content type='html'>Asas de meu Desejo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sonhos, é apenas lá que sinto teu perfume tao perto.&lt;br /&gt;Se tivesse asas não voaria, pois assim estaria ainda mais longe de te.&lt;br /&gt;As rosas fizeram a trilha, mostram um caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Posso sentir seu perfume.&lt;br /&gt;Mas você não pode sentir meu desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu tivesse asas voaria?&lt;br /&gt;Claro que nao, pois posso voar pensando em você.&lt;br /&gt;Todas as noites viajo até outra galaxia.&lt;br /&gt;E lá crio um mundo onde sou apenas um plebeu, e você a mais bela princesa deste reino.&lt;br /&gt;A que mais desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Sonhar, amar, tocar.&lt;br /&gt;E é neste mundo que tudo isto acontece.&lt;br /&gt;Amor tentador, sedutor, levando-me a perder a batalha de resistir a você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-3719578951035052412?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3719578951035052412/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3719578951035052412' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3719578951035052412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3719578951035052412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2011/11/asas-de-meu-desejo.html' title='Asas de meu Desejo'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-5886311085037375325</id><published>2011-10-27T03:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T03:45:40.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unicamente'/><title type='text'>Unicamente</title><content type='html'>Se fosse apenas alguem nao estaria fazendo isso.&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse apenas mais uma garota nao estaria fazendo isto.&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse apenas mais um flor nao estaria fazendo isto&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse apenas mais um rostinho bonito do outro lado nao estaria fazendo isto&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse apenas mais alguem para quem eu estivesse olhando nao estaria fazendo isto.&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse apenas lindos labios sorrindo nao estaria fazendo isto.&lt;br /&gt;Mas é voce.&lt;br /&gt;Voce que transmite essa aura doce,&lt;br /&gt;Voce que alegra com sua presença.&lt;br /&gt;Voce que ilumina a noite como cada estrela do ceu&lt;br /&gt;Mas assim como todas as estrelas do ceu voce é unica.&lt;br /&gt;Brilha unicamente...&lt;br /&gt;Voce...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-5886311085037375325?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/5886311085037375325/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=5886311085037375325' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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buterfly</title><content type='html'>Hoje nao queria pensar em mais nada.&lt;br /&gt;minha mente estava tao cheia de vazio.&lt;br /&gt;Tao ocupada de Tudo.&lt;br /&gt;E como num sonho.&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei seu rosto ali.&lt;br /&gt;Sem explicação alguma.&lt;br /&gt;E fiquei apenas observando aquela pele alva.&lt;br /&gt;Linda como uma noite de lua cheia&lt;br /&gt;Enormemente brilhante.&lt;br /&gt;Observando seus delicados labios.&lt;br /&gt;Me perde em seus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Tentando adivinhar para onde olhavam.&lt;br /&gt;pois estavam tao longes que duvido que pudessem me ver.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto a distancia em que voce se encontrava&lt;br /&gt;, a levava num mundo alem de nossas mentes.&lt;br /&gt;Onde sua mente se transformaria numa enorme folha e milhoes de lapis a escreve-la&lt;br /&gt;Pequenos grandes textos.&lt;br /&gt;segundos depois estaria ali em pequenos pensamentos que fariam todos imaginar por onde voce viajou com aquele olhar de Anjo.&lt;br /&gt;Asas de borboleta.&lt;br /&gt;Que nao tem medo de errar, pois é deste erro que alcança sua evolução.&lt;br /&gt;S.J. Kato&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-8051493704934582252?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/8051493704934582252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=8051493704934582252' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8051493704934582252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8051493704934582252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2011/10/viajem-de-buterfly.html' title='Viajem de buterfly'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-8341665627565182996</id><published>2011-10-18T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T05:13:11.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apenas você'/><title type='text'>Apenas você</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Apenas você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;o que seria melhor, ter o mais belo jardim de flores numa linda planice?&lt;br /&gt;O que seria melhor, não precisar de oxigênio e poder viajar no enorme universo?&lt;br /&gt;O que seria melhor, Ter lindas asas brancas para conhecer o mundo?&lt;br /&gt;O que seria melhor, Ter todos os países do mundo em meus pés?&lt;br /&gt;O que seria melhor, Encantar a todos com uma beleza estrondecedora?&lt;br /&gt;O que seria melhor, fazer com que todas as mulheres do mundo me amassem?&lt;br /&gt;Para que o mais belo jardim se a flor mais importante não estaria lá?&lt;br /&gt;Para que não precisar de oxigênio e viajar no universo se não teria sua mão para segurar?&lt;br /&gt;Para que ter lindas asas brancas e conhecer o mundo se não poderia leva-la em meus braços?&lt;br /&gt;Para que ter todos os países a meus pés, e não poder massagear os Teus?&lt;br /&gt;Para que encantar a todos com uma beleza unica, e não ter tua atenção?&lt;br /&gt;Para que todas as mulheres do mundo me amando e meu coração sentir sua falta?&lt;br /&gt;Tentarei então ser eu mesmo na forma mais evoluída.&lt;br /&gt;Caminhando no caminho o qual tentarei conquistar ao menus um sorriso, um abraço teu.&lt;br /&gt;E neste abraço mostrar Toda a imensidão de meu universo,&lt;br /&gt;onde você é a mais bela flor&lt;br /&gt;Onde você é meu oxigênio&lt;br /&gt;Onde Você será minhas asas que viaja no mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Onde prefiro ser seu súdito a ter todos os reinos do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;De que adiantaria tudo isso, se não poderia estar perto de você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;S.J.Kato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-8341665627565182996?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/8341665627565182996/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=8341665627565182996' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="background-color: #eff7ff; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;O sonho de uma pequenina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ceu da noite caia e junto&lt;br /&gt;o iluminar da lua&lt;br /&gt;embelesando aquele manto negro&lt;br /&gt;Que surgia junto as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Farei-te vibrar de calor&lt;br /&gt;Bella flor que fabrica&lt;br /&gt;O mais doce nectar&lt;br /&gt;espalhe pelos jardins tua belesa&lt;br /&gt;e as flores te dara os mais tentadores perfumes&lt;br /&gt;caminhe no bosque desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;traçando linhas de partituras&lt;br /&gt;que se transformarao na canção do vallhala&lt;br /&gt;e é assim em sonhos que tu encanta&lt;br /&gt;este pequeno enorme mundo.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-7716754900266974330?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3013602360864137404</id><published>2011-10-11T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T06:48:09.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vibrante Olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Quando aconteceu?&lt;br /&gt;Quando surgiu?&lt;br /&gt;Fez-me estremecer&lt;br /&gt;Eleveu meu sentidos&lt;br /&gt;O guerreiro Caiu Fraco&lt;br /&gt;Inerte Caido&lt;br /&gt;vulneravel Totalmente sem Aquela força&lt;br /&gt;Fora tao fraco diante de Tal Sedução&lt;br /&gt;Calor, expelia daquele olhar Vibrante.&lt;br /&gt;Causando Terremotos no vacuo.&lt;br /&gt;Nem o sol nem o luar daria sua força de volta.&lt;br /&gt;Você extraira tudo apenas com um olhar.&lt;br /&gt;Um mover de lábios&lt;br /&gt;Deixei-me entao levar por aquela rajada de Sedução.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-3013602360864137404?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3013602360864137404/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3013602360864137404' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3013602360864137404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3013602360864137404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2011/10/vibrante-olhar.html' title='Vibrante Olhar'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono 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title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=6597304349445956107' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/6597304349445956107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/6597304349445956107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2011/10/fraze.html' title='Fraze'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-8239109732255772068</id><published>2011-09-03T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T14:04:29.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retribuir Desejo'/><title type='text'>Retribuir Desejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com meus gritos que ecoam em meu infinito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estraçalharei os enormes Vidros do silencio dessa devassa&amp;nbsp;solidão&amp;nbsp;interna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;nesta noite que me cerca onde a minha unica companheira lunar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;tenta em&amp;nbsp;vão&amp;nbsp;tocar meu rosto para&amp;nbsp;acariciar&amp;nbsp;meu vazio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas suas tentativas em vao seram rejeitadas pois ela nao é&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pois quero ser aquele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que fara escorrer o donce nectar de dentro de te.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-8239109732255772068?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/8239109732255772068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=8239109732255772068' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8239109732255772068'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;sexo,sexo,sexo, eu não aguento.&lt;br /&gt;sexo,sexo,sexo, estao pior que eu&lt;br /&gt;sexo,sexo,sexo, Pervertidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que mais vocês pensa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexo,sexo,sexo, eu não aguento.&lt;br /&gt;sexo,sexo,sexo, estao pior que eu&lt;br /&gt;sexo,sexo,sexo, Pervertidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos caçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venha, Venha, Venha, traga ate aqui&lt;br /&gt;Venha, Venha, Venha, Eu vou mostrar&lt;br /&gt;Venha, Venha, Venha, o que vocês veem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh Quero explodir&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh a minha raiva&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh Um sanatorio&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh melhor que aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cade, Cade, Cade, aonde está o mundo?&lt;br /&gt;Cade, Cade, Cade, o que fizeram&lt;br /&gt;Cade, Cade, Cade, Estou proximo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos caçar esta corja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você, Você, Você, os chama de monstros&lt;br /&gt;Você, Você, Você, Os elege&lt;br /&gt;Você, Você, Você, Eleva esta corja podre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ban, dead, Ban, dead, Ban, dead, Banishimente&lt;br /&gt;Ban, dead, Ban, dead, Ban, dead, You are loose&lt;br /&gt;Ban, dead, Ban, dead, Ban, dead, You must loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my eat.&lt;br /&gt;I´m Vary hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wolrd is not over becouse you&lt;br /&gt;The wolrd is not fallen becouse you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O processo esta apenas começando&lt;br /&gt;é uma caça, e minha prezas estao bem afiadas&lt;br /&gt;Não vou miar feito um gatinho rebolando pela rua o seu rabinho&lt;br /&gt;Vou uivar, grunir devorar&lt;br /&gt;Vocês nao virao nem o começo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Critica Ao Pagode Baiano)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-1271329059882759641?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-761066179507807860</id><published>2011-08-24T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T20:02:15.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regador de mistérios</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Regador de&amp;nbsp;mistérios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu mistério sua alma, meu desejo decifrar&lt;br /&gt;Um caminho a seguir&lt;br /&gt;Você é a estrela guia&lt;br /&gt;A luz da lua que ilumina meu rosto ao caminhar nas ruas desertas&lt;br /&gt;Importante tanto quanto o ar e o oxigênio&lt;br /&gt;Mas faz tanta falta quanto uma peça de roupa que possa me deixar despido&lt;br /&gt;Tento esconder e Tento me esconder&lt;br /&gt;Com medo da realidade que que teimam em criar&lt;br /&gt;Mas com sua Aura teimo em criar a minha realidade&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que as vezes tenha que escrever em Palavras&lt;br /&gt;Traga seu mistério para que eu possa tentar decifrar&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que esteja enganado&lt;br /&gt;e você me corrija&lt;br /&gt;Então&amp;nbsp;ficarei contente pois errei e aprendi&lt;br /&gt;um segundo a mais de aprendizado&lt;br /&gt;Com suas palavras este segundo se&amp;nbsp;eterniza&lt;br /&gt;Mas&amp;nbsp;também&amp;nbsp;quero te ajudar a crescer&lt;br /&gt;Ser a agua que rega Teu Jardim&lt;br /&gt;Ser o apagador que limpa a&amp;nbsp;lousa&amp;nbsp;cheia de rabiscos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;muito Especial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-761066179507807860?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/761066179507807860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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por acabar.&lt;br /&gt;e talvez a caneta possa escrever sobre sua pele macia.&lt;br /&gt;Como pode um ser tao&amp;nbsp;insignificante&amp;nbsp;trazer um sentimento depressivo&lt;br /&gt;a este ser tao delicado e meigo.&lt;br /&gt;Levarei entao minhas maos a seu rosto doce inocente.&lt;br /&gt;E limparei suas lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;e tocarei seus labios.&lt;br /&gt;Para substituir sua dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-5022553156330435794?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/5022553156330435794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=5022553156330435794' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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noturna</title><content type='html'>Transpassando a barreira dos sentimentos e emoções&lt;br /&gt;A vi tão distante, tão solitária&lt;br /&gt;Que nem rosas poderiam chama-la a atenção&lt;br /&gt;A lágrima de um desejo, torturando-se esmagando a se mesma.&lt;br /&gt;Falso sentimento a algema numa cadeia sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;Cobrindo seu sorriso de sangue&lt;br /&gt;Ele a seduz&lt;br /&gt;Domina e ela se deixa cair naquela hipnose sobrenatural&lt;br /&gt;Seus olhos rodeados daquele Bordo&lt;br /&gt;E a névoa os escondia num enorme cercado de arvores.&lt;br /&gt;Tão fraca Tão imóvel&lt;br /&gt;Se pudesse avançar suas mãos um único centímetro&lt;br /&gt;Talvez não o fizesse.&lt;br /&gt;Tão assustador e Atraente que se misturava num amor aterrorizante&lt;br /&gt;Tremendo, Olhares perdidos a frente de um resto&lt;br /&gt;Caída pela imponência esmagadora.&lt;br /&gt;Pressão de sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;ou de pavor.&lt;br /&gt;Uma mente mais confusa&lt;br /&gt;Parecia haver milhões de opções em sua frente.&lt;br /&gt;Mas havia apenas uma que se multiplicava em toques.&lt;br /&gt;que jamais imaginara sentir.&lt;br /&gt;E já fraca se deixa cair.&lt;br /&gt;Pois sabia que no dia seguinte não seria mais a mesma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tente decifrar o que estava acontecendo com esta moça&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4221637707421534318?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4221637707421534318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4221637707421534318' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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caminhada&lt;br /&gt;Ela ainda me deixa numa confusao mental&lt;br /&gt;Aquele quebra-cabeças humano que me ilumina sem mesmo perceber&lt;br /&gt;Enxugarei suas lagrimas um dia?&lt;br /&gt;enquanto isso temto esquecer desta realidade triste&lt;br /&gt;Que teima em nao desejar melhorar&lt;br /&gt;mas ELES tambem nao ajudam.&lt;br /&gt;mas VOCÊS tambem nao se ajudam.&lt;br /&gt;e ainda tenho ela em mente&lt;br /&gt;Desaparece por alguns segundos ou minutos mas sempre volta&lt;br /&gt;para me trazer tristesa e alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela tambem me faz esquecer VOCÊS.&lt;br /&gt;Afinal VOCÊS nao querem se ajudar&lt;br /&gt;e é por isso que gosto dela.&lt;br /&gt;Entao... quando sentirei seu perfume novamente&lt;br /&gt;Pequena Borboleta.&lt;br /&gt;Estarei a esperar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-1919418027044629948?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3702555496202968370</id><published>2011-07-27T06:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T06:46:38.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Caminhando a luz Ilubriante do luar me perco nas tristesas de suas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Te Banharei deste Vinho que escorre de meus olhos dos muitos anos que chorei por seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas Caminharei Lembrando dos sorrisos que te dei e das magoas que ganhei&lt;br /&gt;Importa o que eu disse, tolo eu or perguntar,&lt;br /&gt;no entanto serei sabio em nao mais lembrar dos falsos olhares&lt;br /&gt;Que me fazia me entregar, ser apenas seu&lt;br /&gt;Se apenas Belesa fizesse uma ave voar por que voce esta aqui no mesmo chao que eu?&lt;br /&gt;Se apenas belesa fazem as rosas se perfumar, por que nao sinto seu cheiro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-3702555496202968370?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3702555496202968370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3702555496202968370' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3702555496202968370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3702555496202968370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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de sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Doces sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Doces momentos,&lt;br /&gt;Ah grande Belesa protegida pela distancia, Deixa-me vulneravel a cada palavra escrita naquela janela.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu dissese a mim mesmo que poderia&lt;br /&gt;Grande mentiroso,&lt;br /&gt;Assim deveria ser chamdo de esconder algo tao precioso.&lt;br /&gt;Por que seu sorriso esta tao longe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-569067354918142407?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/569067354918142407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=569067354918142407' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;me digo em silencio, calado escodido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Talvez fizesse sentido as palavras que pensei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;um toque sutil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Um caminhar encantador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Oi, eu quero te dar esta manhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;O sorriso imaginei ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;E a tarde um biscoito da sorte ganhei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;O gostinho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;que surpesa, nem pude imaginar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Vou lhe dar uma rosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Acho que vai ser bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Mas aquele biscoito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Uma rosa de chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Moldada especialmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Prefiro deixar em silencio neste cantinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Já que nao posso te dar algo igual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;O gosto, a nao senti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Mas minha mente ja sabia, era certesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Meus olhos esperam aquele caminhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Vou apagar a luz. e acender uma vela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Ajudado pela grende lua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Um silencioso convite esta guardado dentro de mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;E nao sei quando entregar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;e um dia sentir cada Petala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Doce e macia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-1481419096206735517?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/1481419096206735517/comments/default' 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se as pudessem expor&lt;br /&gt;Em meu semblante Oculto&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas guardadas naquele Cálice&lt;br /&gt;E desejo este meu de lembrar daquela doce menina.&lt;br /&gt;Que sempre me seduz por todo o sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-9081303054340234247?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/9081303054340234247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=9081303054340234247' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/9081303054340234247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A borboleta voava, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Numa brisa leve e agradavel ela sonhava,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A observo com atenção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quais sonhos seriam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E ela apenas voava, rapido para o horizonte,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pensei.. queria estar distante?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas ai volva entao para o alto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dai pensei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez desejasse ser uma aeromoça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas percebe que observava as estrelas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E seus olhos brilhavam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas percebe que ao olhar o mundo ficava triste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas por que ela ficava triste?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se bem que observando este mundo eu tambem ficaria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queria ela ser uma Heroina?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E por isso voava tão alto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para olhar a todos que precisavam de ajuda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seus olhos escondiam tristesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seus labios mostravam alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas , quanto mais alto voava. mais frio sentia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sentia falta de algo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quanto mais alto voava, Presisava ser mais cautelosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois o vento soprava contra suas asinhas pequeninas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas mesmo com o frio, e o vento que soprava, ela tentava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tentava subir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E a noite sonhava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois se nao sonhasse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nao seria um princesa, nao seria uma borboleta, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nao seria uma heroina, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E esquecia o porque de ser ela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E as estrelas... eram seu objetivo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para estar cada vez mais alta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-8369378878865986114?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/8369378878865986114/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=8369378878865986114' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8369378878865986114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8369378878865986114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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brisa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que o semeasse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em todos os mares de rosas da terra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Para que assim todos pudessem desfrutar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; desta suave  sensação que paira no ar, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; este aroma de Ninfa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois aquele que ama nao prendi, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;liberta, como uma brisa que leva o perfume das flores &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ao universo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-5444729908017103868?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-8886275365156148126</id><published>2010-09-30T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T15:18:03.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O calor de um sorriso'/><title type='text'>O calor de um sorriso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;O calor de um sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O sol brilhava, e com ele alguem sorria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E no momento eu a via.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se poderia senti-la creio que não&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O que ela pensava, não sei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas me encantei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sonhei e disse a mim algo que nao lembro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So meu coração senti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E aqueles labios brilhavam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E junto a eles os olhos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que refletiam o iluminar do sol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e Refletia a belesa dos ceus da primavera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se a toquei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nao,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se era um sonho?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tambem nao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois mesmo distante, podia sentir seu calor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois estava ela alegre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por mim talvez nao sei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No entanto ainda mais bela com aquela alegria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E meu olhar se fixava ao dela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8032276906367280530-8886275365156148126?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-1588814019945321251</id><published>2010-09-11T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T06:28:31.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A flor da planice'/><title type='text'>A flor da planice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A flor da planice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olhava ao longe, e lá, a lua tao incandescente&lt;br /&gt;revelava num inconciente de minha mente&lt;br /&gt;teus olhos que brilhavam belamante entre as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;vem, olha para mim, e na maior tristesa&lt;br /&gt;mesmo que impossivel, traria a te um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;entao nao chore, mas se chorar aqui estarei&lt;br /&gt;pare secar tuas lagrimas&lt;br /&gt;se seus olhos se entristecerem&lt;br /&gt;meus braços te levará a uma viagem&lt;br /&gt;Meu mundo será seu&lt;br /&gt;e lá te trarei a primavera&lt;br /&gt;e lá tu seras o todas as flores&lt;br /&gt;que perfumaram a planice.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-1588814019945321251?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/1588814019945321251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=1588814019945321251' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1588814019945321251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1588814019945321251'/><link 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olhos brilhavam&lt;br /&gt;Só as estrelas poderiam me dizer,&lt;br /&gt;Mas estrelas falam?&lt;br /&gt;Creio que sim, afinal conheci essa pequenina luz brilhante&lt;br /&gt;que molda seus lábios&lt;br /&gt;Tambem nao posso te tocar,&lt;br /&gt;Com as mãos talvez...&lt;br /&gt;Mas...&lt;br /&gt;Não há distancia para tocar o coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-7564651197468062129?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7564651197468062129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7564651197468062129' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias Ero-sensual'/><title type='text'>Momento de Desejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Momento de Desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Aquela imagem que vislumbrei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Intensamente acendia meu desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fraco e indefeso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leves toques e me levaria ao Eterno paraiso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vem encosta teus labios em meu ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acarecia-me com tua pele sedutora e quente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quente ao ponto de deixar-me ai extremo ponto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de ascenssão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah perfume que me entorpece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carne doce e sensual &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tras aqui a luxuria para uma mistura de dois seres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que se fundem num intimo amor e sexo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seus pequenos mamilos enrrubecidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apontando para meus olhos descontrolados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Descem meu corpo cada vez mais nu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cada segundo mais vulneravel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por mais que eu tente ser forte, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Só este ato me libertara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ao menos neste momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-2498351662477446167?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2498351662477446167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2498351662477446167' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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esquecido</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ato esquecido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorrir, o que é este ato,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Palavras me vem a mente sobre tal coisa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez pudessem me ensinar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nunca aprenderia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O que seria isto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De onde surgio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se um dia eu soube o que era esquece a decadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou talvez mesmo dias ou decadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seria isto que vejo em teu rosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quão bom é dizem aqueles que ja o viram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ou fizeram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Este rosto gelido sem espressão escondido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sem saber o que é o calor da pele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez algum dia eu fosse um Arqueólogo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Explorar aquele inesplorado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que me separa entre recomas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Este mente flutua ao ponto de perdesse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em proprios pensamntos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Este ato fizado em imagens eternas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez um dia um consiga exibi-lo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas queria que fosse tu a ensinar-me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enquanto isso estarei aqui &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em livres pensamentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailles)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-7327387506345792023?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7327387506345792023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7327387506345792023' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7327387506345792023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vindo junto o frio gélido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desde a nevoa ofuscante ao iluminar da mae noturna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aquela que trazua luz as trevas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sentirei falta das mãos que nunca toquei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dos lábios que nunca beijei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela ao meu lado, e mesmo jamais esquecerei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Veio até mim, com aquele objeto cravou seu nome em meu peito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toquei-lhe o braço inevitavelmente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E senti sua pele, tão alva e macia quanto a mais pura petalá de rosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Branca rosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gemidos si tornam gritos intimos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ecoando dentro deste eu desconhecido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As vezes desconheço a mim mesmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E você, a unica que fazia-me lembrar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E agora, aqui, lembro admirando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O primeiro momento em que a vi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando pude ver tuas asas invisiveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teu eu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Juntos e separados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por sentimentos Simplesmente diferente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-5276090891629293077?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/5276090891629293077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=5276090891629293077' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/5276090891629293077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/5276090891629293077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/08/teu-eu-meu-eu.html' title='Teu eu, meu eu.'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-394192794025965212</id><published>2010-08-17T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T06:22:41.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor Intimo e Solitario'/><title type='text'>Amor Intimo e Solitario</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seus dentes rangiam aos toques que lhe eram concedidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela, doce donzela inocente, conhecendo aquela sensação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Primeira vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Primeiro gemido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E talvez se viciaria naquele sonho intimo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um amor levava  a um desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E esse desejo a um prazer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem era ela naquele momento nem a mesma lembrava-se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas seus dedos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não havia o que importa ali, não naquele momento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um amado invisível .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Era palpável em se mesma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um suave deslizar nesta pele de seda arrepiaria todo o seu corpo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh amor que era tao grande que na solidao tentava si saciar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tentava nao lembrar que pudesse ser amor em vão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naquele momentos eram apenas intimos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas ela, e aquela figura invisivel que guiava suas mãos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas um unico olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tão suficiente para prendela ao desejo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Levar ao primeiro amor solitario. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato(Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-394192794025965212?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/394192794025965212/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=394192794025965212' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Rosa Metamorfica.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rosa Metamorfica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O ar esta frio, e são os mesmos pensamentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meus sentimos, as vezes gananciosos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aquele vale de flores intocaveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vejo a distancia, estou no horizonte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A primavera tao longe e nao posso tocar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seu perfume que senti poucas vezes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em um longo tempo que infelizmente esqueci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me afundo em falsas teorias, ou sentimentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tentando fugir apenas temporariamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois é impossivel fugir de você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma rosa unica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma rosa metamorfica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Voltada de misterios que tenho medo tentar desvendar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E tu nao gostares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vejo frazes, frazes que nao vejo a quem si destina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas uma certeza inoportuna de não ser para mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E assim desejar que fosse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nesse pequeno Mundo cinza a qual tento colorir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forço-me a nao sorrir, pois não será tão belo quanto o teu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que minhas lagrimas sangrem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas nao manchem esta Rosa Metamorfica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheia de formas tao Bellas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Formas que apenas Ela as tem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato(Jeowanne L. De Versailes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16/08/10 - 09:25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-1668273726853702982?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/1668273726853702982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=1668273726853702982' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1668273726853702982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1668273726853702982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/08/rosa-metamorfica.html' title='Rosa Metamorfica.'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-2135181411656198584</id><published>2010-08-11T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T08:12:57.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorriso de uma petála'/><title type='text'>Sorriso de uma petála</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt; &lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorriso de uma petála&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;um sorriso caminhava, escondido numa façe séria e sedutora.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;E uma rosa si abri em sua reverencia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fraco fui eu. que nao sou guerreiro, e mesmo que fosse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aqueles labios, tão fortes que me faria mover montanhas para alcançar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um olhar que me seduzio. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;e seu Perfume Laçou minhas mãos deixando-me imovel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você me deixou fraco, e me devolveu minhas forças.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois vejo teu sorriso. no reflexo daquele Bello astro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Como fosse teu espelho espelho magico.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quero dividir minhas forças com te. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que me faz imaginar todos os dias tua face imponente, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;firme como uma montanha, e suave como uma petala.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma Rosa e uma sakura, uma flor de cerejeira.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-2135181411656198584?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2135181411656198584/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2135181411656198584' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2135181411656198584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2135181411656198584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/08/sorriso-de-uma-petala.html' title='Sorriso de uma petála'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-587010511654749044</id><published>2010-07-15T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T08:37:28.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivos'/><title type='text'>Motivos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Motivos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;queria ser motivos para teus sorrisos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;queria ser motivos para suas alegrias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;queria ser motivos para seus sonhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tu és uma borboleta, que segui a primavera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;levando alegria e fazendo as flores si abrirem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O vento noturno fez-me olhar-te ao passar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e hoje desejo sentir mais uma vez teu perfume&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É complicado explicar coisas que nem eu entendo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Complicado expressar o que realmente sinto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forço-me nao entristescer, e venho buscar sua imagem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para me levantar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;São tantos aqueles pequenos seres voadores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas foi apenas você que forçou-me olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como que tivesse laçado-me com mãos invisiveis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aquelas que um dia pude raspar meus dedos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que apenas conseguem transmitir o que sinto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em pequenas frazes que chamo de poemas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caminhando lentamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tento ultrapassar montanhas que me impedem de ver-te.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas são as montanhas que nos fazem ficar mais altos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E é você quem me da os motivos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E a força para querer ultrapassa-las.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&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/8032276906367280530-587010511654749044?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/587010511654749044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=587010511654749044' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Uma alma em plena confusao, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;misturando-se a carne, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;procurando a verdade, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perdida em tantas mentiras, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me sinto triste de nao tocar-la,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; mas ao mesmo tempo contente, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por saber que tu podes sorrir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Assim como nao posso montar nas costas do vento, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não posso delirar em tua pele, teu calor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas, só de de adimirar todo o seu ser, seu eu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto-me confortado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4675221810786359083?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4675221810786359083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4675221810786359083' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4675221810786359083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4675221810786359083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/07/meu-conforto.html' title='Meu conforto'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono 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palavras que tentam meus sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Fracos frente a teu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Pele sedoza sensual.&lt;br /&gt;Sussuros de um segredo&lt;br /&gt;Segredo este que apenas a lua conheçe.&lt;br /&gt;Nesta noite onde lobos uivaram nossa canção.&lt;br /&gt;E seus pedidos daram o limite de meus toques.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailles)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-5909906810788591816?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/5909906810788591816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=5909906810788591816' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Atráz dos arranha-céus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Atráz dos arranha-céus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorria neste chaos que eles criaram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E viaje neste mundo que dizem ser realidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eles cospem no chão que você passou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eles Limpam as pegadas que você deixou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E fazem com que sua vida si torne nada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A brisa trará o tempo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o tempo fará mudar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E junto a ele, Te.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sussurremos nestes ouvidos que nem gritos ouvem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem somos nós realmente, somos nós quem devemos dizer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E Tu Bella donzela, sorrirei para te &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nesta bagunça onde esperam alguem arrumar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E quem será ninguem sabe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Move teus lábios, sussurra a canção,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para que o chaos si va.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ilumina a noite, com tua luz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tu que tanto parece com a Lua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em beleza e em explandecência   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É tão dificil para eles olharem por si mesmos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com seus proprios olhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De-me sua mão, e vamos fazer-los enchergar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beleza que si esconde atras dos arranha-céus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&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/8032276906367280530-9049316963658257662?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/9049316963658257662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=9049316963658257662' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/9049316963658257662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/9049316963658257662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/06/atraz-dos-arranha-ceus.html' title='Atráz dos arranha-céus'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4328961858966243739</id><published>2010-06-09T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T06:05:47.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lágrimas e Força.'/><title type='text'>Lágrimas e Força.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Lágrimas e Força.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não queria deixar que ela escorresse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não queria me mostrar fraco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A prendo dentro de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talvez fiquei mais forte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenho que ficar mais forte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para poder segura-la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não deixar que ela dessa por meu rosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As vezes parece impossível.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando acontecer, será como uma cachoeira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não, talvez como cataratas enormes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terei então que estar mais forte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forte o suficiente para arrancar os espinhos das rosas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para que não se machuque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não quero ve-la machucada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por isso tenho que estar mais forte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para levanta-la e deixa-la mais proxima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daquela lua que você sempre quis tocar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você não precisa tentar tocar as estrelas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois já és uma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Então vou ajuda-la a ficar mais alta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forte para construir pontes para que possas passar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dai, seu eu conseguir segura-las.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Possa ficar mais forte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E se elas chegaram a derramar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tambem estarei forte para resistir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas, o mais importante é estar forte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para te dar a mão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acolher em meus braços &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si acaso lágrimas surgirem em seu rosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailles) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4328961858966243739?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4328961858966243739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4328961858966243739' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4328961858966243739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4328961858966243739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/06/lagrimas-e-forca.html' title='Lágrimas e Força.'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4334463453722553257</id><published>2010-06-05T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T07:02:53.570-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nós e não você'/><title type='text'>Nós e não você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;“ As vozes que ouço não são suas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px; "&gt; mas talvez de outras pessoas mais importantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt; Sei que o que fazer ninguém sabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt; e se esconde entre quatro paredes e um terno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt; de linho chique,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eu pude sentir seu hálito podre nos discursos e palestra, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;e pude ver seu Eu negro também. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;Fazemos mais que você faria em um ano, pois somos todos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;e você é Você. Não tem graça ser você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;Ser eu sempre valeu a pena, mas alimentar seu ego grosseiro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;só os tolos o fazem. Seu sorriso não me atrai, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;sua falsidade ignoramos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;Vemos o mundo que não consegue enxergam, e posso garantir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;meu mundo é melhor que o seu, e faremos ele Real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;Pois somos nós, e não você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:&amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri;mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:PT-BR;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&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/8032276906367280530-4334463453722553257?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4334463453722553257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4334463453722553257' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4334463453722553257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4334463453722553257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/06/nos-e-nao-voce.html' title='Nós e não você'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4746914363461905638</id><published>2010-05-31T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T13:33:22.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mais um'/><title type='text'>Mais um</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais um.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já pensei em desistir e ser mais um.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais um que desistia da persistência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais um que seguia a sua hipocrisia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas ser mais um é tão entediante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que me da vontade de vomitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez eu seja mais um desses poucos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que não quer ser mais um.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com a mesma camisa de marca que vocè&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fazer o que Vocês fazem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prefiro vomitar sua ignorancia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois ela tambem é apenas mais uma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dentre esses milhões  que sentem vergonha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vergonha de segurar plastico que ira para o lixo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o mesmo plastico de seu salgadinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aquele que você comeu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vergonha de pedir um copo de agua numa casa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou a mesma vergonha de dar agua a alguem que pedi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais um que a preguiça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A preguiça de organizar o lixo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para facilitar a coleta dos Garis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ou de plantar a arvore que derrubou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vou ser sim mais um.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A vomitar toda a sua nojeira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais um dos poucos a criticar suas mentiras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mentiras a todos nossos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pensei em desistir até lembrar de tudo o que Vocês são.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E retomar a vontade de voltar a ser diferente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4746914363461905638?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4746914363461905638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4746914363461905638' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4746914363461905638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4746914363461905638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/05/mais-um.html' title='Mais um'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/138499725883656612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=138499725883656612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/138499725883656612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/138499725883656612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/05/queria-conhecer-vcs.html' title='Queria conhecer vcs.'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-7436855683707732420</id><published>2010-05-24T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T12:07:17.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personalidade em caixas'/><title type='text'>Personalidade em caixas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Personalidade em caixas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E se eu dissesse que estou confuso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seria apenas mais um clichê?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talves assim como algumas palavras que digo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E que penso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talvez, mas nem sempre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas sempre seguimos rotas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Onduladas Lineares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sem mesmo se dar conta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Errado? Divertido? Incomodo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre rotas pré lançadas ao ar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com redes bem grandes pomos em nosso Habitat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tão comum que nem se percebe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre roupas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre Mídia controladora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como um programa implantado na memória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clichês. Atos idênticos que teimamos copiar e assumir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alguns apenas por achar legal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A maioria por não ser dona da própria vontade própria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas mais um chip programado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas mais um chip implantado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sua vontade Vendida numa propaganda de TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&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/8032276906367280530-7436855683707732420?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7436855683707732420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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estou?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Perdido, confuso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Mudanças, tantas mudanças&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Não me encontro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Perdido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;E tudo gira, todos gritam, falam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Eu não entendo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Ela. será que ela pode me explicar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Todos se perderam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Dentro de se mesmos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Falsos sorrisos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Tanta gente, onde estou&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;De-me sua mão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Venha, olhe para mim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Prefiro me perder em teus olhos,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Se não me esconderei.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Quero fazer algo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Mas o que?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Por que eles não vêem?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;As musicas, a Midia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Hipnotizados&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Ao teu lado tudo fica mais calmo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;A melodia de teus lábios&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Que eu sempre quis ouvir.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-1178603550712733582?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/1178603550712733582/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=1178603550712733582' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1178603550712733582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1178603550712733582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/05/mentes-em-conflito.html' title='Mentes em conflito'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4983543120475274068</id><published>2010-05-20T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:23:02.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;E asso, escarra a raiva de vossa podridão&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Que degenera como vermes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Olham e tentam encontrar na busca desnecessária &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Seu eu que todos desconhecem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Finja o sorriso e capturarei a verdade escondida&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Nos ternos de linho caro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;E algodão vivo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Nas conversas falsas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Palavras sem sentido e sem vida&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;A vida verde que se vai acabando&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Sorria nesta linda manhã cinza &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Tenha o prazer de passear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;E deixar para traz esta nevoa assassina.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4983543120475274068?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4983543120475274068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4983543120475274068' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4983543120475274068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4983543120475274068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/05/e-asso-escarra-raiva-de-vossa-podridao.html' title=''/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-7833728362017493377</id><published>2010-05-06T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T11:30:46.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cortejo da primavera'/><title type='text'>Cortejo da primavera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cantam as arvores em homenagem a te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presença de encanto sem fim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pureza deixada por sorrisos destes labios de mél.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As borboletas avisam sua presença &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E os passaraos dão inicio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ao que será a ópera da primavera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando as flores vem te cortejar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E as rosas esplham teu odor tentador pela floresta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As folhas tomam o seu verde em alegria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E dá prazer aos Lões serem teus guardiões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dos insanos atordoados a tocar tua pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forço sser um guerreiro a resistir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas no fundo o que quero e sentar ao teu lado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lá no castela da lua onde seria tua morada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que eu construiria como um presente &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para tu, a rainha da primavera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas estou aqui, escondido entre as arvores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas admirando teu cortejo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-7833728362017493377?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7833728362017493377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7833728362017493377' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7833728362017493377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7833728362017493377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/05/cortejo-da-primavera.html' title='Cortejo da primavera'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4990598936348369063</id><published>2010-04-20T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T06:05:53.637-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Em minha mente'/><title type='text'>Em minha mente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em minha mente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um anjo que surgio no meio do nada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; que acertou-me com tua presença avassaladora &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cravei meu olhar nesse anjo que naquela noite era misterioso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; e hoje me traz inspirações para minhas frazes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Criou uma redoma de sentimenos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nesse corpo humano e perdido entre duvidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Duvidas essas que consigo esqueçer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tentando interpretar seus pensamentos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; As vezes saiu de uma linha em constante ondulação, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e vc você dentro de minha mente que puxa devolta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; com a força de uma guerreira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Guardo pensamentos meus sobre tua beleza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; e que ainda não consegui decifrar em palavras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; E quando penso neste ser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fico ofegante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para Bia Nikita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4990598936348369063?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4990598936348369063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4990598936348369063' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4990598936348369063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4990598936348369063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/04/em-minha-mente.html' title='Em minha mente'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-8570620669172053552</id><published>2010-04-06T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T15:37:12.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unica'/><title type='text'>Unica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talves eu esteja vivendo Uma Ilusão.&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sei que Está iluzão está aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Não conseguiria deixa-la.&lt;br /&gt;Não, não conseguiria.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me Confuso.&lt;br /&gt;Desistir?&lt;br /&gt;Por que não consigo?&lt;br /&gt;Sou cada vez mais fascinado.&lt;br /&gt;E parece que fico para traz.&lt;br /&gt;Meu olhar está sobre os arranha céus.&lt;br /&gt;A tentar ve-la.&lt;br /&gt;Tentativas apenas,&lt;br /&gt;que me entrestessem e consolam&lt;br /&gt;ao mesmo tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Sei que sou diferente, e ainda assim.&lt;br /&gt;Este sou eu.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui deslumbrado entre desejos e palavras.&lt;br /&gt;Palavras e ELA.&lt;br /&gt;Unica.&lt;br /&gt;Olhando as imagems criadas por flash&lt;br /&gt;Tentar encontrar algo parecido.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não.&lt;br /&gt;Atraves dela, que crio estás frazes.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne R.L. De Lincourt )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-8570620669172053552?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/8570620669172053552/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=8570620669172053552' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8570620669172053552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8570620669172053552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/04/unica.html' title='Unica'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-2424578640255338944</id><published>2010-04-04T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T10:21:12.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Devaneio e Desencontros'/><title type='text'>Devaneio e Desencontros.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lá ela não estava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A encontrei mas ela não mais estava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Espectativa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acabou, não está mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela não esta mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Está contra os arranha céus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não sei si fico triste &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não sei si me divirto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mesma coisa não será mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sãos tantos "não".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desencontros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fica a saldade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E acora o som distorcido, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cordas vibrando, ondas refletidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E seus lábios em minha mente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Olhos e seus pensamentos que tento desvendar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero Gritar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agora, o que fazer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sem ela, apenas adimirar a lua em silencio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em meio a esta distorção e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gravar seu rosto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dentro desta mente em Devaneio. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-2424578640255338944?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2424578640255338944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2424578640255338944' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2424578640255338944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2424578640255338944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/04/devaneio-e-desencontros.html' title='Devaneio e Desencontros.'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-8448951186693928432</id><published>2010-03-31T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T11:06:15.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aquela.'/><title type='text'>Aquela.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi aquele, Ele, O desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tentador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me achei tão insiginificante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E uma batalha se trava entre o homem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E aquele corpo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Visivel e desconhecido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo com um salto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E mau consegui tocar aquela pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De seda e algodão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi com estes pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que criava a visão ilusória &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sobre os braços da noite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corpo sedutor e sensivel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um ser humano, é isso que sou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E tambem um homem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E as vezes um alien &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vindo de um lugar que ninguem conheçe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E mesmo com esta confusão de pensamentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ela ousa em não sair de minha mente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixando apenas a vontade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dele, aquele, uma tentaçao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Escondido num sorriso de menina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas ainda com o olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aquele olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que traz, e ao mesmo tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alivia minha tristeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sempre evitei olhar a carne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pois apesar de mulher;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tamem é uma humana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;è ai quando a batalha se inicia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-8448951186693928432?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/8448951186693928432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=8448951186693928432' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8448951186693928432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8448951186693928432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/03/aquela.html' title='Aquela.'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-2058657458418929172</id><published>2010-03-27T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T16:32:42.550-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='O mapa'/><title type='text'>O mapa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sei que a saldade é grande.&lt;br /&gt;A compreenção deve ser igual.&lt;br /&gt;Tento me consolar.&lt;br /&gt;Um banco solitario.&lt;br /&gt;Poemas que tento criar.&lt;br /&gt;Um caminho a trilhar.&lt;br /&gt;Quero melhor conheçer.&lt;br /&gt;Mais saber.&lt;br /&gt;Mais proximo estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A força que tu tem&lt;br /&gt;para forçar um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;quando a solidão aperta.&lt;br /&gt;Olhando para o  céu da noite&lt;br /&gt;Quero desenhar teu rosto nas estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;E ter então.&lt;br /&gt;O mapa que me dará o caminho.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-2058657458418929172?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2058657458418929172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2058657458418929172' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2058657458418929172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2058657458418929172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/03/o-mapa.html' title='O mapa'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3980481187623544151</id><published>2010-02-23T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T10:04:44.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lembranças Ardentes'/><title type='text'>Lembranças Ardentes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lembranças Ardentes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beijos molhados cheios de fantasias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fantasias cheias de desejos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desejos de luxuria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As mãos do desejo que toca o corpo sensivel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;outrora repleto de amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agora não dispensava gemidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gemidos sussurrados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bloqueados por uma boca calorosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;assim como seus seios &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A pele sentia a delicia dentro de uma flor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flor oculta dentro de vestis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E que a fazia perder os sentidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mamilos em atrito com o peito rijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E a ascenção do prazer contorce esse corpo delicado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Agora imovel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fraco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Satisfeito de desejos que novamente acordará&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando as aguas deslisarem eu seu intimo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trazendo lembranças destes momentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-3980481187623544151?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3980481187623544151/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3980481187623544151' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3980481187623544151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3980481187623544151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/02/lembrancas-artentes.html' title='Lembranças Ardentes'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-7714584067306042678</id><published>2010-02-17T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T05:28:05.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busca por nossos universos.'/><title type='text'>Asas, Busca por nossos universos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Iguais ou desiguais.&lt;div&gt;Mentes parecidas distantes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pensamentos copiados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para diversos seres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De mulhers a homens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perdidos como asas de anjo separadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encontrados por intimos encomum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mundos de uma galaxia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Compartilhando desejos secretos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A serem realisados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ideias flutuantes num universo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Constante o movimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Negro repleto de luses desconhecidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A espera de serem encontradas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E compartilhada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duvidas a esperar de respostas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seres em busca de sua asa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em meio a este amontoado de letras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqui estou eu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em busca de minhas asas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para voar em palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junto a te, neste intimo céu criado por "NOS"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-7714584067306042678?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7714584067306042678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7714584067306042678' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7714584067306042678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7714584067306042678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/02/asas-busca-por-nossos-universos.html' title='Asas, Busca por nossos universos.'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-5425249383708604826</id><published>2010-02-05T10:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T10:32:48.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;quais momentos &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;que lembro-me de te.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em retornos ao ser que não toquei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E viagens ilusorias por este mundo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A trilha se molda, e me leva a teu sonho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ó odor de umidade onde as gostas se chocam ao chão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pequenos pontos de luzes naquele manto negro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que nos cobre todas as noites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lá caída em devaneio de palavras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buscando por algo ao longe do desconhecido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desconhecido de seu segredo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E as gotas desta leve garoa cotinuam a cair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sussurra ao meu ouvido.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estes pensamentos não vistos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apenas sentidos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apenas... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pensamentos que tento traduzir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E sob esse manto, olho para aquele astro que surge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De belesa avassaladora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com as gostas lavando meu rosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E imagino tuas mãos que não estão aqui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E nesta garoa que cai,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E para este Astro que admiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grito toda a minha tristesa e solidão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-5425249383708604826?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/5425249383708604826/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=5425249383708604826' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/5425249383708604826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/5425249383708604826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/02/quais-momentos-que-lembro-me-de-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-984038435771455538</id><published>2010-02-01T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T06:29:53.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contos de luxuria'/><title type='text'>Contos de luxuria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enquanto me debato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sobre desejos de seu corpo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que me tenta despida da janela, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mostrando teu sexo intimo e intocado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me fazendo transpirar prazer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desejando tomar esse calor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que paira de tua pele, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E queimar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Virar-mos um unico ser&lt;br /&gt;Num eterno contoluxuria&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/8032276906367280530-984038435771455538?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/984038435771455538/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=984038435771455538' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/984038435771455538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/984038435771455538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/02/unico-ser.html' title='Contos de luxuria'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-7796540095012074984</id><published>2010-02-01T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T12:11:06.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Banhado em lagrimas'/><title type='text'>Banhado em lagrimas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Enquanto vejo as folhas cairem das arvores no outono,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Percebo em cada uma delas seu sorriso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tento pega-las, e quando olho, não era vc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deitado sinto teu calor mas teu corpo não esta aqui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sonhos que me acordam banhado em lagrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-7796540095012074984?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7796540095012074984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7796540095012074984' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7796540095012074984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7796540095012074984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/02/banhado-em-lagrimas.html' title='Banhado em lagrimas'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-5575674234990359491</id><published>2010-01-11T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:16:10.568-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homem Selvagem'/><title type='text'>Homem Selvagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não há mais imortancia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A nada mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não há mais sentido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E não há mais amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E não mais poesias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Borboletas ainda voam felizes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero ve-la sorri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O verde está pouco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então iremos pintar para não chorar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A realidade que não muda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oxigênio tóxico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poluição vendida em litros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mata destruída em metros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A consciência agora perdida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o homem aniquila o ser humano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas continuemos a lutar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-5575674234990359491?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/5575674234990359491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=5575674234990359491' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/5575674234990359491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/5575674234990359491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/01/homem-selvagem.html' title='Homem Selvagem'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-6316364342294527262</id><published>2010-01-07T07:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T07:41:43.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gritos distorcidos'/><title type='text'>Gritos distorcidos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ouço a distorção dos meus gritos não ouvidos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hipócritas que pensam ver a realidade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sonhos que se perdem em meio a guerra&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Adolescentes viram falsos homens junto a ela&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Esses jovens que dizem amor ser sexo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Moças virando prostitutas sem mesmo saber&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eles nunca admitiram seus erros&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meus gritos de protestos se perdem na poluição&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Falsos amores viram sexo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Falsas paixões viram decepção&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas a distorção continuará em meio a isto tudo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Os pouco enxergaram&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ao enxergar, protestaram &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E nossos gritos distorcem em protestos por um mundo melhor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-6316364342294527262?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/6316364342294527262/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=6316364342294527262' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/6316364342294527262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/6316364342294527262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/01/gritos-distorcidos.html' title='Gritos distorcidos'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3284104225865090726</id><published>2010-01-04T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:52:31.535-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Distancia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uma parede invisivel'/><title type='text'>Distancia, uma parede invisivel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; white-space: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Não sei o que escrever&lt;br /&gt;As ideais me faltam&lt;br /&gt;Minha mente vazia&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho musas para me inspirar&lt;br /&gt;A noite, Minha unica companhia&lt;br /&gt;Talvez seja o que eu precise agora&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto para me provocar&lt;br /&gt;Casais se deliciam&lt;br /&gt;Não estou em busca disso&lt;br /&gt;Minha mente continua branca&lt;br /&gt;Uma bela me encantou por um instante&lt;br /&gt;Aquele olhar, apenas passageiro&lt;br /&gt;Não percebeu que a observava&lt;br /&gt;Mas ELA não está aqui&lt;br /&gt;E é NELA que penso&lt;br /&gt;A distancia, uma parede invisivel&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8032276906367280530-3284104225865090726?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3284104225865090726/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3284104225865090726' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3284104225865090726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3284104225865090726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/01/distancia-uma-parede-invisivel.html' title='Distancia, uma parede invisivel'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4582279318470027339</id><published>2010-01-03T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T05:06:58.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Era assim que se amavam'/><title type='text'>Era assim que se amavam</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/S0CVJ-M0HZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/qZ5v7jMQXyw/s400/chuva-casal.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422497949902183826" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Era assim que se amavam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O discreto e suave&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Simples e delicado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cachos de cabelos que caiam sobre os olhos da donzela&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Era assim que se amavam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E a brisa noturna agradava a praça&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;enquanto a lua iluminava&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E os beijos apaga o calor dos lábios&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E esse fogo aquecia os corpos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/3826/casal2lp6.jpg"&gt;Era assim que se amavam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/3826/casal2lp6.jpg"&gt;Com as mãos a deslizar a pele&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/3826/casal2lp6.jpg"&gt;O peito do homem se arrepia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/3826/casal2lp6.jpg"&gt;O seio da mulher também&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olhares que nada  mais viam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Era assim que se amavam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Com palavras quentes sussurrada ao ouvido&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E o sorriso meiga da Bella se moldava naquele rosto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inquiete de inocente desejo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Era assim que se amavam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando palavras eram ditas em Gestos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S.J.Kato( Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4582279318470027339?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4582279318470027339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4582279318470027339' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4582279318470027339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4582279318470027339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/01/era-assim-que-se-amavam.html' title='Era assim que se amavam'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/S0CVJ-M0HZI/AAAAAAAAA-U/qZ5v7jMQXyw/s72-c/chuva-casal.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-7308173647451942213</id><published>2010-01-01T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T09:19:21.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bia Nikita'/><title type='text'>Bia Nikita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sz4ubo4TKBI/AAAAAAAAA-M/JCz-rtApYL8/s1600-h/elf_anime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sz4ubo4TKBI/AAAAAAAAA-M/JCz-rtApYL8/s400/elf_anime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421822053765556242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um sorriso é parecido com algumas, e tão diferente de todas, Raro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um carisma que sempre encanta e atrai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Uma delicadesa que esconde a força de uma amazona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A sensibilidade dos gestos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A sensualidade no caminhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas o mais incrivel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;São as verdades em tuas palavras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tudo isso e mais, forma, BIA NIKITA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;S.J.Kato ( Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-7308173647451942213?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7308173647451942213/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7308173647451942213' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7308173647451942213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7308173647451942213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2010/01/bia-nikita.html' title='Bia Nikita'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sz4ubo4TKBI/AAAAAAAAA-M/JCz-rtApYL8/s72-c/elf_anime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-8014611871687150555</id><published>2009-12-20T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T07:55:51.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quando a Lua brilhava olhei a volta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As borboletas me ensinam o caminho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E tua pele alva como o relusir deste Astro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E por ela não fui ofuscado&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As borboletas não nos temiam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Palavras que criam um universo intimo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As voltas em que me perdi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Num misto de busca e inquietude&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Na solidão deste homem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Levaram-me  coias do prazer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desejos masculinos por outras mulhers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fizeram perder-te de vista por alguns instantes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;do qual me arrependo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E lembrando da tua face&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas as borboletas mostraram-me a Lua onde você dormia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E voltei a sonhar com você.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Outras não tinham seu talento&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Algumas frases bonitas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas não a sua exuberancia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seu modo de sorrir&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seu modo e ser você&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne Rodhan Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-8014611871687150555?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/8014611871687150555/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=8014611871687150555' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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alegria'/><title type='text'>Melancólica alegria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Melancólica alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Essa vontade de caminhar por ruas desertas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ver o balançar das arvores como fossem teus cabelos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lembrar de uma face&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;o rosto ao qual tenho o prazer de me deixar atormentar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Só um toque&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Farejarei como um lobo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O luar, minha bussula&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seu sorriso me deixa contente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As veses venho a imaginar teu calor a me &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;É errado?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vejo todas caminhando.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Em nenhuma vejo vocês.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E Você também.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onde esta as paginas de teu EU, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Para eu mergulhar em tuas palavras.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gostaria de ser teu lobo guardião.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas não passo de um covarde.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deixemos as cordas vibrar em nossos ouvidos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sempre estaremos perto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E tentarei a te escrever palavras.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S.J.Kato( Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;07-12-2009&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-3331384726980881094?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3331384726980881094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3331384726980881094' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3331384726980881094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3331384726980881094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/12/melancolica-alegria.html' title='Melancólica alegria'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4822461443368971834</id><published>2009-12-06T15:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:45:26.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mel das Eldas'/><title type='text'>Mel das Eldas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sxw_9q4un0I/AAAAAAAAA74/8MJ-ib4xbps/s1600-h/elfa+e+fada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sxw_9q4un0I/AAAAAAAAA74/8MJ-ib4xbps/s400/elfa+e+fada.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412271180909289282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Mel das Elfas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Deixei-te Brilhar tão longe a distancia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E sem ver-te sorrir &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peço&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Olha para traz e irá me ver&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pois em meus senhos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Te vejo em momentos intimos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E sobre pétalas te amarei&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E sobre teus cabelos porei minhas mãos &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A fazer carecias amorosas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quero sentir meu corpo arrepiar-se com teus beijos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Com o deslizar de tuas mãos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E Sugarei tua boca como se fosse um&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Enorme vasilhame de mel de Elfa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sabor que só você tem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S.J.Kato( Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PAra : Alecsandra&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4822461443368971834?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4822461443368971834/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4822461443368971834' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4822461443368971834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4822461443368971834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/12/mel-das-eldas.html' title='Mel das Eldas'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sxw_9q4un0I/AAAAAAAAA74/8MJ-ib4xbps/s72-c/elfa+e+fada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-9152941478399350475</id><published>2009-12-04T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:22:09.505-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flash de um sorriso'/><title type='text'>Flash de um sorriso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; font-family:Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Talvez não pensasse, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; font-family:Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mas nunca esquece, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; font-family:Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Em momentos lembrei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; font-family:Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;E um flash de seu rosto veio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; font-family:Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;De um sorriso escondido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font: inherit; font-family:Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Escondido em minha mente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-9152941478399350475?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/9152941478399350475/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=9152941478399350475' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/9152941478399350475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/9152941478399350475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/12/flash-de-um-sorriso.html' title='Flash de um sorriso'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-6175682062193541581</id><published>2009-12-02T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T07:35:55.007-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busca das ninfas'/><title type='text'>Busca das Ninfas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ouço tic tac,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; o vento sopra contra nosssos corpos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; suor de um odor atraente, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;as mãos não tem guias,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; movem-se por se proprias, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;seu calor me criou , &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;seu desejo me seduzio,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; nossas lagrimas de prazer &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;trará a alegria que tanto as ninfas desejavam.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S.J.Kato. ( Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-6175682062193541581?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/6175682062193541581/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=6175682062193541581' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/6175682062193541581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/6175682062193541581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/12/busca-das-ninfas.html' title='Busca das Ninfas'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-8015639669208714966</id><published>2009-11-18T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:58:27.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muralhas de Cristal'/><title type='text'>Muralhas de Cristal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SwR7yyZVKVI/AAAAAAAAA7w/-1wu2iXyulc/s1600/vidro-ciclo01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SwR7yyZVKVI/AAAAAAAAA7w/-1wu2iXyulc/s400/vidro-ciclo01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405581565203130706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ELGAME%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto tedio que chega a me dar desanimo&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo assim não consigo desviar o olhar&lt;br /&gt;Um encanto misterioso&lt;br /&gt;Não sei mais onde estou&lt;br /&gt;Me perco na delicadesa deste ser&lt;br /&gt;Misteriosa pele a qual desejo acareciar&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos com momentos intimos&lt;br /&gt;Brilha como a lua refletida pelo sol&lt;br /&gt;Caio de tão fraco&lt;br /&gt;Me disperso em poeira&lt;br /&gt;Areia esquecida do deserto&lt;br /&gt;Este meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;Mero sentimento que não pode  ser concluído em realidade&lt;br /&gt;Elas, que invadem meus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Desfilam em minha frente&lt;br /&gt;Paredes negras de Cristal&lt;br /&gt;E assim não mais sou visto&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo com esta sensação de rejeição&lt;br /&gt;Tento evoluir e ser naior&lt;br /&gt;Talvez assim, consiga estar acima destas paredes , enfim ser visto.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato(Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-8015639669208714966?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/8015639669208714966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=8015639669208714966' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8015639669208714966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8015639669208714966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/11/muralhas-de-cristal.html' title='Muralhas de Cristal'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SwR7yyZVKVI/AAAAAAAAA7w/-1wu2iXyulc/s72-c/vidro-ciclo01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-5042477165004938900</id><published>2009-11-10T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:25:14.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manto de Solidão'/><title type='text'>Manto de Solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SvoEYPKdbCI/AAAAAAAAA7o/F8je8EdbqD0/s1600-h/_feb07astral-love-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 342px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SvoEYPKdbCI/AAAAAAAAA7o/F8je8EdbqD0/s400/_feb07astral-love-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402635517418105890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Sabendo não poder saborear esse doce sabor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Sonho acordado a te observar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Me jogo num abismo de desejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Aos quais você me tenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Apenas com a tua presença&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Mesmo que me perca neste labirinto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Que é teu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Não me arrependerei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Como um cientista louco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Continuarei a Observar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Mais e mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Pois é para min um prazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Admirar este ser tão Bello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Estes lábios &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Que se movimentam a cada palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Estas mãos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Que coçam estes olhos aos quais me hipnotizam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Minhas lagrimas escorrem como a chuva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Que desliza sobre os telhados &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Nas noites de inverno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Esta tristesa é como um frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Que somento o teu corpo pode aquecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;E com isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Me escondo neste manto de solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Obsaervando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Admirando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-5042477165004938900?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/5042477165004938900/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=5042477165004938900' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/5042477165004938900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/5042477165004938900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/11/manto-de-solidao.html' title='Manto de Solidão'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SvoEYPKdbCI/AAAAAAAAA7o/F8je8EdbqD0/s72-c/_feb07astral-love-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3464192182071233852</id><published>2009-10-25T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:10:38.568-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quadro de uma lembrança'/><title type='text'>Quadro de uma saldade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Su8CkJAka5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/t6LIKFcXAFU/s1600-h/beniguino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Su8CkJAka5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/t6LIKFcXAFU/s400/beniguino.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399537298157366162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'MS Shell Dlg'; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; white-space: pre; "&gt;Quadro de uma saldade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Detalhe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Qual seria esse que me impedi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Se ao menos eu tivesse asas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seria esse o detalhe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seria o defeito que tenho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;De desejar algo que não posso ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Queria poder ver a luz de teus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Tento trilhar o caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  Algo me impede de ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Esta chegando e não estou ai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Ainda não consegui o Metodo de Voar até te. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nas nuvens não posso correr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; No vento não posso montar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Apenas em lembranças dos momentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Em que estive perto de tua pele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  Apenas em lembranças de quando pude sentir  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Em leve momento  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Em leve toque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; O teu calor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  A lua será um quadro com tua face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; E assim lembrarei ainda mais de te.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; De: S.J.Kato(Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Para: Bia Nikita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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/8032276906367280530-3464192182071233852?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3464192182071233852/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3464192182071233852' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3464192182071233852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3464192182071233852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/10/quadro.html' title='Quadro de uma saldade'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Su8CkJAka5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/t6LIKFcXAFU/s72-c/beniguino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-7611998237662361908</id><published>2009-10-18T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T15:22:53.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tortuosa Duvida'/><title type='text'>Tortuosa Duvida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/StuUNFmLi6I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/bZjkWqsjAfQ/s1600-h/lolita-lempicka-si-lolita-visuel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/StuUNFmLi6I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/bZjkWqsjAfQ/s400/lolita-lempicka-si-lolita-visuel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394067931267828642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 13px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O sol cruza os ceus trazendo a lua em seu caminho &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E em lagrimas dormirei &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quantas coisas vejo em vocês? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faria diferença responder &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perguntas devem ser feitas neste momento?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lábios queria sentir &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Corpo, calor de mulheres que eu imagino &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sonhos ao qual sou acordado &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Onde estava estas rosas que me atormenta &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faz questão em me torturar por sua não presença &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Caminho entre folhas caídas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;De arvores antes verdes &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Qual desses pensamentos seria o mais importante em min. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Essas correntes foram postas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duas Ninfas &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um amor. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um individuo com dois pensamentos tortuosos &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prendendo Sentimentos que um dia poderá Explodir &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height:115%; Verdana&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sou eu o culpado por me deixar cair por tal essência?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S.J.Kato(Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&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/8032276906367280530-7611998237662361908?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7611998237662361908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7611998237662361908' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7611998237662361908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7611998237662361908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/10/tortuosa-duvida.html' title='Tortuosa Duvida'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/StuUNFmLi6I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/bZjkWqsjAfQ/s72-c/lolita-lempicka-si-lolita-visuel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4939118046373418649</id><published>2009-10-15T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:45:47.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embriagado de Solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SteJ6Mz_7ZI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/BD0YVgsXvzA/s1600-h/tristeza1%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SteJ6Mz_7ZI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/BD0YVgsXvzA/s400/tristeza1%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392930711764200850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tão incompreesivel somos aos olhos dos que não nos conhecem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;prefiro deixar minhas lagriamas escorrerem por não lhe ter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;que faze-la chorar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prefiro sorriso lagrimas à admirando&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que não olhar em teus olhos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Somos obrigados a por mascaras para agradadar os proximos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E as vezes nos vimos perdidos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;É ai que elas enchem nossos olhos &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu poderia lhe dar em Calice de Vinho a rosa que nos embebedam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sei mais o que escrever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não sei mais como ser visto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O alchool as vezes parece a solução&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas prefiro me embriagar de você&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas você não esta aqui&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E não posso aqueçe-la&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chego a escrever coisas sem sentido &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Para esqueçer esqueçer o sentido das coisas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chego a escrever poemas de desejo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Por desejala tanto e não dizer esse todo que guardo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fecho os olhos para enchergar as palavras&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nem sempre elas chegam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Em seus poemas é o local mais procimo para ve-la&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vou deixar minha lagrima escorrer pela saldade de teu misterio.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S.J.Kato(Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4939118046373418649?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4939118046373418649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4939118046373418649' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4939118046373418649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4939118046373418649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/10/embriagado-de-solidao.html' title='Embriagado de Solidão'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SteJ6Mz_7ZI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/BD0YVgsXvzA/s72-c/tristeza1%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-2139682585645152770</id><published>2009-10-06T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T07:44:51.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacienne'/><title type='text'>Jacienne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SstXzqZA9AI/AAAAAAAAA7I/dm2rT-H7pdk/s1600-h/Doce+Bella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 357px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SstXzqZA9AI/AAAAAAAAA7I/dm2rT-H7pdk/s400/Doce+Bella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389497924143084546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Que sorriso cristalino vislumbro&lt;br /&gt;Frente a meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Sou tão fraco&lt;br /&gt;Impossivel recusar-me a não olhar&lt;br /&gt;Adoraria sentir a palma de tua mão&lt;br /&gt;Que fosse mesmo por um tapa&lt;br /&gt;Tão clara&lt;br /&gt;Te imagino ao raiar do dia&lt;br /&gt;Com os cabelos Bagunçados&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo assim&lt;br /&gt;Não oculta tua esplendocencia&lt;br /&gt;Por qual nome te chamo&lt;br /&gt;Em loucura esqueço&lt;br /&gt;E nas Tristesas sou obrigado a aceitar&lt;br /&gt;Não poder saborear&lt;br /&gt;Teus encantadores lábios de menina&lt;br /&gt;Mas em segredo- dou-lhe rosas&lt;br /&gt;Em vasos para que possas plantar&lt;br /&gt;E assim lembrar de min.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato (Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-2139682585645152770?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2139682585645152770/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2139682585645152770' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2139682585645152770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2139682585645152770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/10/jacienne.html' title='Jacienne'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SstXzqZA9AI/AAAAAAAAA7I/dm2rT-H7pdk/s72-c/Doce+Bella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-717841857399903078</id><published>2009-10-05T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:00:35.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SsqIFmxKsgI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Y0q3E-L5LA4/s1600-h/40557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SsqIFmxKsgI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Y0q3E-L5LA4/s400/40557.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389269533989712386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-717841857399903078?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/717841857399903078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=717841857399903078' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/717841857399903078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/717841857399903078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SsqIFmxKsgI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Y0q3E-L5LA4/s72-c/40557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3349164986082836344</id><published>2009-10-05T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T06:56:51.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Ssn7Dw0jKnI/AAAAAAAAA64/CCbo7CosILg/s1600-h/capabombapatch8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Ssn7Dw0jKnI/AAAAAAAAA64/CCbo7CosILg/s400/capabombapatch8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389114471188998770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que doces flores&lt;br /&gt;Me saldam nesta manhan&lt;br /&gt;Vem aqui&lt;br /&gt;Periodo em periodo&lt;br /&gt;Anulamente&lt;br /&gt;Tão triste não mais poder&lt;br /&gt;Falar com as borboletas&lt;br /&gt;E cantas com as elfas&lt;br /&gt;De olhos verdes&lt;br /&gt;E enebriante sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Sol e Lua, casais esparados&lt;br /&gt;Motivos não há para tristesas&lt;br /&gt;A estação continua ainda&lt;br /&gt;Sem palavras para descreve-la&lt;br /&gt;Verde prateado vem pós a chuva.&lt;br /&gt;Doces gotas que banham a primavera&lt;br /&gt;Homens e Mulhers&lt;br /&gt;Beijos cativantes&lt;br /&gt;Estação de perfumes&lt;br /&gt;De ninfas apaixonadas&lt;br /&gt;De amor banhados&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato(Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-3349164986082836344?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3349164986082836344/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3349164986082836344' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3349164986082836344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3349164986082836344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-doces-flores-me-saldam-nesta-manhan.html' title=''/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Ssn7Dw0jKnI/AAAAAAAAA64/CCbo7CosILg/s72-c/capabombapatch8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-1858933260705169432</id><published>2009-09-25T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:00:09.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naturesa'/><title type='text'>Naturesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sr1LSmyt5tI/AAAAAAAAA6w/CQB6APFwX1g/s1600-h/mystic_forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sr1LSmyt5tI/AAAAAAAAA6w/CQB6APFwX1g/s400/mystic_forest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385543512427980498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Suas mãos me acarecia o rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;O verde dança com a brisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Borboletas, vocês são amadas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Se sim, sejam felizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Se não estou aki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;De olhos fechados ouço o vibrar dos rios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorria poes as arvores de dão frutos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;e casais se amam em sua sombra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Vem, da-me um abraço, ó noite silenciosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pois teu misterio me encanta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Senhorita que colhe as rosas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Roda o mundo, e almeja-o com teu perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Em inquietude acordo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Com animais envolto a corpos suaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Por tanta ignorância por outros mostrada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Longe de min eles se escondem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas o bom dia Margarida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Eles ascenam com suas patas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Por que, senhorita florida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Não são assim comigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Se tanto os amo, e nada os fiz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tão exotica esta belesa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que por destruição diminui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;As rosas e Gardenias cada vez menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Da-nos bom dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A luta só começara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Para que esta vida ainda exista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;S.J.Kato(Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-1858933260705169432?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/1858933260705169432/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=1858933260705169432' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1858933260705169432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1858933260705169432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/09/naturesa.html' title='Naturesa'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sr1LSmyt5tI/AAAAAAAAA6w/CQB6APFwX1g/s72-c/mystic_forest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-161827870420555328</id><published>2009-09-20T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:26:52.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meu mundo'/><title type='text'>Meu mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SrjQRps51KI/AAAAAAAAA6o/SlyivCeAk2Q/s1600-h/AMANTES%252007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SrjQRps51KI/AAAAAAAAA6o/SlyivCeAk2Q/s400/AMANTES%252007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384282356191974562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Meus olhos não sabem mais para onde focalisar&lt;br /&gt;sei que não estara lá.&lt;br /&gt;Meus sentimentos se congelam junto com os IceBergs&lt;br /&gt;As vezes não sei pra que servem.&lt;br /&gt;Lembranças sobre sua pessoa fezem-no esquentar&lt;br /&gt;Pra que dar-lhe uma rosa se morrerá&lt;br /&gt;O pomar vive.&lt;br /&gt;Assim como este Metodo que eu tenho de lhe gostar&lt;br /&gt;tão estranho, mas ao mesmo tempo&lt;br /&gt;Tão verdadeiro&lt;br /&gt;se olhar aquela mulher você não estará lá&lt;br /&gt;Mais facil mudar-me para o mundo dos sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato(Jeowanne R. Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-161827870420555328?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/161827870420555328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=161827870420555328' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/161827870420555328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/161827870420555328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/09/meu-mundo.html' title='Meu mundo'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SrjQRps51KI/AAAAAAAAA6o/SlyivCeAk2Q/s72-c/AMANTES%252007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-2976411568188011604</id><published>2009-09-14T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:54:58.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimento Intimo'/><title type='text'>Sentimento Intimo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sq7XwXBvBdI/AAAAAAAAA6g/GKsIemV4Vzo/s1600-h/27225mt8m7sf0p7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 372px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sq7XwXBvBdI/AAAAAAAAA6g/GKsIemV4Vzo/s400/27225mt8m7sf0p7.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381475830569305554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Quero estar ao teu lado,&lt;br /&gt;Sentir tua pele suave de seda&lt;br /&gt;Sensivel ao toque faze-la sentir arrepios&lt;br /&gt;Teu amor desejar&lt;br /&gt;Estar de corpos despidos&lt;br /&gt;Apenas para sentir o calor de teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;As lagrimas não se importam em escorrer&lt;br /&gt;Por este ser que me deslumbra e fascina&lt;br /&gt;No crepusculo deixo-me em penumbra&lt;br /&gt;Nesse local intimo, pensamentos a te&lt;br /&gt;A libido entra em conflito com o amor&lt;br /&gt;Mas se nesta rosa penso&lt;br /&gt;Esta anterior dispita viram amantes em equilibrio&lt;br /&gt;A ilusão se mistura a realidade&lt;br /&gt;E dele surge este sentimento desconhecido&lt;br /&gt;Desejo, amor, ambos viram um só&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato(J. Rodhan Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-2976411568188011604?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2976411568188011604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2976411568188011604' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2976411568188011604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2976411568188011604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/09/sentimento-intimo.html' title='Sentimento Intimo'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sq7XwXBvBdI/AAAAAAAAA6g/GKsIemV4Vzo/s72-c/27225mt8m7sf0p7.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-6019355549325148129</id><published>2009-09-11T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T06:35:21.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aishiteru(Amor)'/><title type='text'>Aishiteru(Amor)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqpQ2oe5cbI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DPZA1Q_6fsA/s1600-h/solitaria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqpQ2oe5cbI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DPZA1Q_6fsA/s400/solitaria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380201604357648818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aishiteru&lt;br /&gt;Amar é unico, quando  sua insonia&lt;br /&gt;se dá em perder sonos pela pessoa amada,&lt;br /&gt;por ao não tocar sua mão a inquietude&lt;br /&gt;não lhe traga o sono, as lembraças escorrem em belas lagrimas.&lt;br /&gt;Amar se dá quando mesmo estando&lt;br /&gt;com todos os homens ou mulhers do mundo&lt;br /&gt;e mesmo assim estar sosinho&lt;br /&gt;por só esse algum preenxe esse vazio.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato(J. Rodhan Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqpRUcZ7OjI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/SuVB003vL-4/s1600-h/nuit+sur+les+marais.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqpRUcZ7OjI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/SuVB003vL-4/s400/nuit+sur+les+marais.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380202116511644210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-6019355549325148129?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/6019355549325148129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=6019355549325148129' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/6019355549325148129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/6019355549325148129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/09/aishiteruamor.html' title='Aishiteru(Amor)'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqpQ2oe5cbI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DPZA1Q_6fsA/s72-c/solitaria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3911768079763921718</id><published>2009-09-07T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:23:27.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagens Inspiradoras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWHpfDQtNI/AAAAAAAAA6I/AdRC1yeJeOM/s1600-h/sensual66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWHpfDQtNI/AAAAAAAAA6I/AdRC1yeJeOM/s400/sensual66.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378854476743488722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWHo8GY0vI/AAAAAAAAA6A/z0LDu78o-m0/s1600-h/IMG_0791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWHo8GY0vI/AAAAAAAAA6A/z0LDu78o-m0/s400/IMG_0791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378854467361362674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWHotd9Y9I/AAAAAAAAA54/UBp904TP0E0/s1600-h/bob+t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWHotd9Y9I/AAAAAAAAA54/UBp904TP0E0/s400/bob+t.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378854463433696210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWHoadh9OI/AAAAAAAAA5w/pz7j51Qqic4/s1600-h/Amanda+Braun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWHoadh9OI/AAAAAAAAA5w/pz7j51Qqic4/s400/Amanda+Braun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378854458331624674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-3911768079763921718?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3911768079763921718/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3911768079763921718' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3911768079763921718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3911768079763921718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/09/imagens-inspiradoras.html' title='Imagens Inspiradoras'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWHpfDQtNI/AAAAAAAAA6I/AdRC1yeJeOM/s72-c/sensual66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3953302232009658648</id><published>2009-09-07T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:13:27.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vinho e calice'/><title type='text'>Vinho e calice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWEEZphpKI/AAAAAAAAA5o/bM_bKc-RsGw/s1600-h/MyewpPWFH4kxqx847oOCqReJ_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWEEZphpKI/AAAAAAAAA5o/bM_bKc-RsGw/s400/MyewpPWFH4kxqx847oOCqReJ_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378850541103326370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Em espera este calice enche com pensamentos intimos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Entre o vinho o e desejo o teu sangue pulsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Com a levesa do vento teu corpo repousa na cama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Penso quando sentirei esta moça &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Que se esconde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Não vou me mostrar já que podes me ver se desejar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Talvez o que você quer estaja diante de teus labios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Só precisa se despir para er-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Meu suor será tua exitação no meio deste quato escuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;enso em envadir seus sonhos com uma Rosa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas prefiro entrar com esta bebida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Que instiga luxuria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Amor e sexo podem ser um só &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;E mostrarei a você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Que se sente só e não se mostra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Em teus sonhos a amarei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Como o homem que sempre desejou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;E nunca encontrou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;S.J.Kato(J. Rodhan Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-3953302232009658648?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3953302232009658648/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3953302232009658648' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3953302232009658648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3953302232009658648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/09/vinho-e-calice.html' title='Vinho e calice'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SqWEEZphpKI/AAAAAAAAA5o/bM_bKc-RsGw/s72-c/MyewpPWFH4kxqx847oOCqReJ_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-1199165395572124504</id><published>2009-09-02T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:30:54.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor libido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sp8Nfa_nv9I/AAAAAAAAA5g/xEVfMkrSc0I/s1600-h/1814748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sp8Nfa_nv9I/AAAAAAAAA5g/xEVfMkrSc0I/s400/1814748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377031313576935378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;talvez a noite fria a faça tremer,&lt;br /&gt;mas neste frio entrarei em teu corpo me fudirei a te&lt;br /&gt;extrairei este teu calor desejoso voar para fora&lt;br /&gt;ira tremer e seus desejos antes oculteis&lt;br /&gt;dançaram comigo neste frenesi de corpos&lt;br /&gt;a mais simples brisa ira desperter seus sentimentos desconhecidos&lt;br /&gt;a mulher erotica deseja ser tocada.&lt;br /&gt;noites entre estrelas. pernas entre lencois&lt;br /&gt;Libido encondida entre inocente menina adulta&lt;br /&gt;Amar as vezes pode significar sexo&lt;br /&gt;amar as vezes pode significar corpos entrelaçados.&lt;br /&gt;demostrando intimidades e movimentos&lt;br /&gt;imaginados apenas em mente.&lt;br /&gt;Esta mente que sugeri gestos antes indecentes&lt;br /&gt;Venha faze-los em min se assim quer.&lt;br /&gt;Pois apenas hoje estou só.&lt;br /&gt;amanhan não terei você.&lt;br /&gt;Tente me conquistar e então pensarei junto a minha Libido.&lt;br /&gt;Se poderemos nos amar mais noites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-1199165395572124504?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/1199165395572124504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=1199165395572124504' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1199165395572124504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/1199165395572124504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/09/amor-libido.html' title='Amor libido'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sp8Nfa_nv9I/AAAAAAAAA5g/xEVfMkrSc0I/s72-c/1814748.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-5471992706415993698</id><published>2009-09-01T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T08:16:51.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fortes Petálas'/><title type='text'>Fortes Petálas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sp06rH69ZxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/wC8Faes4NoA/s1600-h/Petalas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sp06rH69ZxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/wC8Faes4NoA/s400/Petalas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376518042685368082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortes Petálas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia especial começou e teve fim.&lt;br /&gt;não desejava nada, apenas algo.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre quando estou só penso melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Vez ou outra as ruas me ajudam a pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Ajudam a clarear minha mente.&lt;br /&gt;Meus amigos lembram-se de min as vezes.&lt;br /&gt;Os colegas tambem.&lt;br /&gt;Desejei apenas aquela flor do outro lado.&lt;br /&gt;Seu sorriso me faz sorriso secretamente.&lt;br /&gt;Seu olhar de mulher tambem.&lt;br /&gt;As vezes somos tão parecidos em  aspectos interiores.&lt;br /&gt;A mão dela é tão suave.&lt;br /&gt;Que não gosto que ninguem a machuque.&lt;br /&gt;Pois ela chora por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Vou segurar sua mão e faze-la sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;Como petálas são teus toques Nikita&lt;br /&gt;Petálas magicas que faz a noite sorrir.&lt;br /&gt;Petálas que tocam o papel e fazem tuas asas se abrir.&lt;br /&gt;E quando compreendo sou levado a teu universo.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim olhando em teus olhos, tento ser forte como você.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato(J. Rodhan Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-5471992706415993698?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/5471992706415993698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=5471992706415993698' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/5471992706415993698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/5471992706415993698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/09/fortes-petalas.html' title='Fortes Petálas'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sp06rH69ZxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/wC8Faes4NoA/s72-c/Petalas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-8029333389677252879</id><published>2009-08-29T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:52:57.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discreta Observação'/><title type='text'>Discreta Observação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SplOGRMF7QI/AAAAAAAAA4w/uFSQyNg3XQo/s1600-h/1119019329-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SplOGRMF7QI/AAAAAAAAA4w/uFSQyNg3XQo/s400/1119019329-thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375413499843702018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Discreta Observação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Foi sem querer que te encontrei, sem ao menos ver que existia.&lt;br /&gt;Seu perfume paraiva a minha volta, mas não a via.&lt;br /&gt;Seu olhar me perseguia em silencio&lt;br /&gt;Era alguem que eu nao conhecia mas que me erchegou&lt;br /&gt;dei-te minhas palavras quando a vi.&lt;br /&gt;Esteve tão perto, sorrio pra min&lt;br /&gt;um dia develverei este sorriso&lt;br /&gt;e te acareciarei em poemas&lt;br /&gt;Você me descobrio em maio a multidão&lt;br /&gt;e não pude ver teus olhos brilharem&lt;br /&gt;Mas por acaso você surgio com este sorriso que eu não havia visto&lt;br /&gt;e pude então ver este teu encanto, ante fora invisivel a min.&lt;br /&gt;Tocarei tua face algum dia.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato(J.Rohan Lincourt De VErsailes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-8029333389677252879?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/8029333389677252879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=8029333389677252879' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8029333389677252879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/8029333389677252879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/discreta-observacao.html' title='Discreta Observação'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SplOGRMF7QI/AAAAAAAAA4w/uFSQyNg3XQo/s72-c/1119019329-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-6236863339139805057</id><published>2009-08-25T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:13:51.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Um sorriso'/><title type='text'>Um sorriso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SpQpuyz_DFI/AAAAAAAAA2w/gleNiwi-It4/s1600-h/Sweet_Moon_by_paulraleigh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SpQpuyz_DFI/AAAAAAAAA2w/gleNiwi-It4/s400/Sweet_Moon_by_paulraleigh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373966139250379858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Um sorriso&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Talves hoje eu esteja diferente, pra te ver pra te admirar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;talves voce esteja na minha frente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;mas és tão bela que vejo alem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;quando entao esqueço de meus problemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; e busco a naturesa, eis entao que vejo voce bem ao meu lado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sorrindo como se sempre me conheceçe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fazendo eu me ver por dentro e saber que poderei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ser mais gentil se não copiar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;ser mais amoroso se não gritar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;só a noite eu posso parar e pensar que você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pode sorrir pra min mesmo eu sabendo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que estamos relevantemente separados por ruas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Se a lua iluminar o caminho irei até te,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sorrir tambem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;S.J.Kato (J. Rodhan Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SpQpvEsjkuI/AAAAAAAAA24/6q-XrRTcUg4/s1600-h/lua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SpQpvEsjkuI/AAAAAAAAA24/6q-XrRTcUg4/s400/lua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373966144051057378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&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/8032276906367280530-6236863339139805057?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/6236863339139805057/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=6236863339139805057' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/6236863339139805057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/6236863339139805057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/um-sorriso.html' title='Um sorriso'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SpQpuyz_DFI/AAAAAAAAA2w/gleNiwi-It4/s72-c/Sweet_Moon_by_paulraleigh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-7649357148863250626</id><published>2009-08-23T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T15:06:28.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toques em silencio'/><title type='text'>Toques em silencio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SpG6PmB-iGI/AAAAAAAAA2o/PKgh7_O527w/s1600-h/luxuria+casal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SpG6PmB-iGI/AAAAAAAAA2o/PKgh7_O527w/s400/luxuria+casal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373280607499356258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tenho motivos para não ama-la,&lt;br /&gt;e motivos para mentir sobre isso.&lt;br /&gt;vejo em desejos pensamentos que me&lt;br /&gt;distraem e penso em sussurar delirios em teu ouvido,&lt;br /&gt;fazer-te lembrar de min como eu lembro&lt;br /&gt;de teu perfume enlouqueçedor.&lt;br /&gt;Poderei ama-la neste nosso silencio apenas&lt;br /&gt;Neste noite que seduz nossos instintos&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo-nos perder este pouco controle que nos resta.&lt;br /&gt;A guiarei neste Ambiente,&lt;br /&gt;e serei ganancioso quanto a teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;quero apenas para min.&lt;br /&gt;Teu perfume se transforma em Odor de luxuria&lt;br /&gt;Minha libido diz para ama-la em teu intimo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas deixaras?&lt;br /&gt;Me dara meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;meus beijos saciam tua sede&lt;br /&gt;meu intimo acorda desejoso&lt;br /&gt;minha libido se descontro-la diante de tanta insanidade&lt;br /&gt;apartar teu corpo contra o meu é o que apenas quero&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é unico nas horas que se passas,&lt;br /&gt;Suor Fransformam-se em cachoeiras de nectar&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não disse-se que&lt;br /&gt;és unica nos momentos de silencio&lt;br /&gt;estaria mentindo para nos dois,&lt;br /&gt;Pois apenas meus toqus podem dizer exatamente&lt;br /&gt;O que quero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-7649357148863250626?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7649357148863250626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7649357148863250626' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7649357148863250626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7649357148863250626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/tenho-motivos-para-nao-ama-la-e-motivos.html' title='Toques em silencio'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SpG6PmB-iGI/AAAAAAAAA2o/PKgh7_O527w/s72-c/luxuria+casal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-2712417067798623085</id><published>2009-08-19T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:22:21.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;solitario&lt;br /&gt;nesse frio&lt;br /&gt;por que me deixou tanto tempo nessa escuridão?&lt;br /&gt;tão despresado&lt;br /&gt;mais uma vez sou esquecido nesse mar de solidão,&lt;br /&gt;tenho apenas a mim mesmo como  compainha&lt;br /&gt;não me quer eu sei, mergulhareii em meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;me consolarei nessas quatro paredes&lt;br /&gt;sei que não conheces, pois não sabes nada e min&lt;br /&gt;mas queria desvendar teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;teus risos descongelão meu amor&lt;br /&gt;podes trasnformar esse anjo negro&lt;br /&gt;basta tocar meu rosto com tuas mãos de Bella Moça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- mensagem em si --&gt;mais uma vez ficastes longe de meus toques,&lt;br /&gt; de meus  gestos.&lt;br /&gt;queria apenas dar-te esse carinho que guardo&lt;br /&gt;por que saboreia fazer-me sofrer&lt;br /&gt;a força de tua palma roxeia meu rosto palido&lt;br /&gt;queria conhecer os misterios que guarda,&lt;br /&gt;mas voltarei a meu estado solitario&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-2712417067798623085?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2712417067798623085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2712417067798623085' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2712417067798623085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2712417067798623085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/solitario-nesse-frio-por-que-me-deixou.html' title=''/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-7997923996354113580</id><published>2009-08-15T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:32:11.330-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><title type='text'>Perguntas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SodEp5p5GYI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/AkcAiEcABMg/s1600-h/desilusao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 355px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SodEp5p5GYI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/AkcAiEcABMg/s400/desilusao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370336567304460674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foi algo diferente, e não sei como aconteceu,&lt;br /&gt;vi algo que não podia ver, limitei-me ao ver o horisonte&lt;br /&gt;algo me segurou.&lt;br /&gt;o que devo fazer.&lt;br /&gt;é algo que ninguem pode me dizer.&lt;br /&gt;e se eu estiver errado.&lt;br /&gt;ela me segurou de tao longe, que não pude ver.&lt;br /&gt;ela...&lt;br /&gt;que algo estranho.&lt;br /&gt;qual o meu ato a seguir.&lt;br /&gt;Algo que apenas eu posso dizer.&lt;br /&gt;mas se for errado.&lt;br /&gt;ela me ve alem da floresta.&lt;br /&gt;ela quis me dizer algo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me confundo entre pensamentos distante.&lt;br /&gt;minhas ações são inertes por momento.&lt;br /&gt;meu toque a alcançara?&lt;br /&gt;E se alcançou e não percebe.&lt;br /&gt;Me perco em confusos pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;O que acontererá a seguir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SodFElzj_TI/AAAAAAAAA2g/uLDhs1pquq4/s1600-h/yL3q0GcCaJqbw1zzSJ6e.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SodFElzj_TI/AAAAAAAAA2g/uLDhs1pquq4/s320/yL3q0GcCaJqbw1zzSJ6e.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370337025832779058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8032276906367280530-7997923996354113580?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7997923996354113580/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7997923996354113580' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7997923996354113580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7997923996354113580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/perguntas.html' title='Perguntas'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SodEp5p5GYI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/AkcAiEcABMg/s72-c/desilusao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4711772105492029532</id><published>2009-08-14T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:18:15.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observador'/><title type='text'>Observador</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoX82fEr8RI/AAAAAAAAA2A/7Y5-DlP-sYQ/s1600-h/ATgAAABfhKMmpSDsxOFjnQ4vI_muJF8aR9QTf4OYXdl5FSZtAr8iBSZ7q00OYHx09406I6R4-bL_PXWjjwMZ5LdpyKWZAJtU9VBOxXvhCjsrclbYH4bM3G5gXlLkng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoX82fEr8RI/AAAAAAAAA2A/7Y5-DlP-sYQ/s400/ATgAAABfhKMmpSDsxOFjnQ4vI_muJF8aR9QTf4OYXdl5FSZtAr8iBSZ7q00OYHx09406I6R4-bL_PXWjjwMZ5LdpyKWZAJtU9VBOxXvhCjsrclbYH4bM3G5gXlLkng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369976143693476114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Lá estava ela, com o olhar a desviar para cada corro que passa&lt;br /&gt;Seus cabels negros acareciados pelas suaves brisas que passavam&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto ouvia as conversas dos moto taxis&lt;br /&gt;que tentavam impressiona-la&lt;br /&gt;Eu não via nada de ruin naquela suave Bella&lt;br /&gt;A adimirava com uma sensação desconhecida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que apanas eu compreendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Que meiguisse desconhecida se esconde&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoX9GiYARVI/AAAAAAAAA2I/WAFitbX2tS8/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoX9GiYARVI/AAAAAAAAA2I/WAFitbX2tS8/s400/s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369976419457713490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atras do balcão daquele standy&lt;br /&gt;Por que teimo observa-la se ela não me ve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Deve nem ver-me como homen,&lt;br /&gt;talvez apanas como um estranho escrevendo&lt;br /&gt;algo não sabe o que&lt;br /&gt;Teimo em observa-la e sorrio por dentro,&lt;br /&gt;pois não vejo uma mulher mundana&lt;br /&gt;Veja uma alma suave que parece as vezes fingir sorrir&lt;br /&gt;para os homens com quem conversa&lt;br /&gt;e que dela só veem os seios.&lt;br /&gt;Como queria segurar sua mão,&lt;br /&gt;apenas pra faze-a sentir feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoX9eSZDp3I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/7QgWAo1Szjo/s1600-h/untitledjiu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoX9eSZDp3I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/7QgWAo1Szjo/s400/untitledjiu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369976827484022642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando a olho não vejo só a mulher que trabalha,&lt;br /&gt;mas acho tambem ver uma adolescente.&lt;br /&gt;Uma adolescente que sonha.&lt;br /&gt;Desejaria tanto faze-la sorrir, e ver seus olhos brilhar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas tenho medo de assustala&lt;/div&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/8032276906367280530-4711772105492029532?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4711772105492029532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4711772105492029532' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4711772105492029532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4711772105492029532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/mulher-do-standy.html' title='Observador'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoX82fEr8RI/AAAAAAAAA2A/7Y5-DlP-sYQ/s72-c/ATgAAABfhKMmpSDsxOFjnQ4vI_muJF8aR9QTf4OYXdl5FSZtAr8iBSZ7q00OYHx09406I6R4-bL_PXWjjwMZ5LdpyKWZAJtU9VBOxXvhCjsrclbYH4bM3G5gXlLkng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3554238487897214966</id><published>2009-08-11T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:35:31.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aquele abraço'/><title type='text'>Aquele abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoIJPUFfJPI/AAAAAAAAA1w/NglJZ_ERGv0/s1600-h/abra%25C3%25A7o%2Be%2Brosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368863864473462002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 354px; height: 397px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoIJPUFfJPI/AAAAAAAAA1w/NglJZ_ERGv0/s400/abra%25C3%25A7o%2Be%2Brosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoIHx9LsYGI/AAAAAAAAA1o/aouHWx8_mmE/s1600-h/abra%25C3%25A7o%2Be%2Brosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;"O toque se fez suave"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Esta fraze de Monique Revillion faz lembrar-me daquela pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Que senti acidentalmente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Tão diferente da minha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Era quente, macia, pude sentir quando a abraçei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Meus braços retornavam daquelas costas tão meigas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Suspiro ao lembrar-me daquele abraço.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Pude sentir por acidente o que desejo tocar voluntariamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Sem assusta-la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Ela assemelha-se com uma bela borboleta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Com um corpo delicado e meigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Mas que parecia flutuar sob  suaves asas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Por acidente senti ao retornar minhas mãos daquele abraço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Quando deslisei por milesimos de segundos meus dedos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Naquela pele, quente, tão suave e macia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Que parecia petalas de rosas vermelhas.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato ( Pirata J. Rodhan Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoIL4z9fRYI/AAAAAAAAA14/2p50k9D3UHE/s1600-h/rubro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoIL4z9fRYI/AAAAAAAAA14/2p50k9D3UHE/s400/rubro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368866776427742594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&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/8032276906367280530-3554238487897214966?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3554238487897214966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3554238487897214966' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3554238487897214966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3554238487897214966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/aquele-abraco.html' title='Aquele abraço'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SoIJPUFfJPI/AAAAAAAAA1w/NglJZ_ERGv0/s72-c/abra%25C3%25A7o%2Be%2Brosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-2421180198593121901</id><published>2009-08-09T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:15:35.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canto  mistico'/><title type='text'>Canto  mistico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sn9KOcUoTTI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SRfNxHT3U3M/s1600-h/OgAAAFZJLdAy6ieyfavN3xTBs5IlyqX4lX-4QCxuZuvaET0e6uZM5f3Wg26-kLmBjeOnaTOVHRiShZxdx0XFRaZbw_0Am1T1UCIqxL0qjeTTB50Y-Z1KJfq37IwP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sn9KOcUoTTI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SRfNxHT3U3M/s400/OgAAAFZJLdAy6ieyfavN3xTBs5IlyqX4lX-4QCxuZuvaET0e6uZM5f3Wg26-kLmBjeOnaTOVHRiShZxdx0XFRaZbw_0Am1T1UCIqxL0qjeTTB50Y-Z1KJfq37IwP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368090892830264626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Canto  mistico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Espere a noite chegar, no momento em que a lua vem nos saldar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;cante para ela, Doce Elfa Humana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;o pratear daquele astro será tua luz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Brilho e escuridão se misturam e a melodia seduz nossos ouvidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;De onde vem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Um misterio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;que importa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;adromeçera os seres deseconhidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tememos por não conhecer-me e te os tras novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Da floresta que se esconde para não os vermos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ondas inveisiveis, que suave delicadesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;gestos num tom unico &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;movam-se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;labios  que encantam nossos ouvidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;e assim vamos amar nossos pares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pois os casais se apaixonam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;seria tu a elfa do amor para fazer-nos apaixonar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Elfos, vampiros, seres misticos juntos por teu doce canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;S.J.Kato(J. Rodhan Lincouert de Versailes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sn9Gu0LnjBI/AAAAAAAAA1A/KUvtbzmaWSU/s1600-h/OgAAAFxOdXb-eaMc7GPY6zhSSHNOgGxZp0bTsHH06b-9udlkFPf-bJhjKkXdgBsCbqPLeg_NgRgeUP0NCnWE-_0p3LwAm1T1UJnL_YlVTppD8KyJlZiokbwCMjuY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sn9Gu0LnjBI/AAAAAAAAA1A/KUvtbzmaWSU/s320/OgAAAFxOdXb-eaMc7GPY6zhSSHNOgGxZp0bTsHH06b-9udlkFPf-bJhjKkXdgBsCbqPLeg_NgRgeUP0NCnWE-_0p3LwAm1T1UJnL_YlVTppD8KyJlZiokbwCMjuY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368087050944220178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-2421180198593121901?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2421180198593121901/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2421180198593121901' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2421180198593121901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2421180198593121901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/canto-mistico.html' title='Canto  mistico'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sn9KOcUoTTI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/SRfNxHT3U3M/s72-c/OgAAAFZJLdAy6ieyfavN3xTBs5IlyqX4lX-4QCxuZuvaET0e6uZM5f3Wg26-kLmBjeOnaTOVHRiShZxdx0XFRaZbw_0Am1T1UCIqxL0qjeTTB50Y-Z1KJfq37IwP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3579288974319794320</id><published>2009-08-08T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:53:02.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Em meio à tantos'/><title type='text'>Em meio à tantos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sn4bfdQ63eI/AAAAAAAAA0w/bWI8YWi6ONc/s1600-h/11uj02q.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sn4bfdQ63eI/AAAAAAAAA0w/bWI8YWi6ONc/s400/11uj02q.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367758033117699554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;miterioso olhar distante,&lt;br /&gt;olha para min, mesmo que eu não a veja,&lt;br /&gt;pois verei o segredo de teu ser,&lt;br /&gt;desejarei ama-la a qualquer distancia,&lt;br /&gt;sonharei com teus toques sedutores,&lt;br /&gt;as borboletas seram minhas mensageniras&lt;br /&gt;para as palavras que direi,&lt;br /&gt;pois joga-las ao vento nao seria correto&lt;br /&gt;para uma Bella princesa.&lt;br /&gt;sopra vento contra o cometa que rasga os céus,&lt;br /&gt;meus sentimetos o acompanha&lt;br /&gt;e saltara para teu coração,&lt;br /&gt;ele sussurrara em teu ouvido&lt;br /&gt;as coisas que são destinadas a te,&lt;br /&gt;os outro a  desejam,&lt;br /&gt;mas de quem será,&lt;br /&gt;tentarei vazer-te ver-me&lt;br /&gt;no meio de tantos este simples homen&lt;br /&gt;que tenta ser diferente.&lt;br /&gt;S.J.Kato(J. Rodhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sn4cZ6kmBZI/AAAAAAAAA04/YHW7YigOne8/s1600-h/multidoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sn4cZ6kmBZI/AAAAAAAAA04/YHW7YigOne8/s200/multidoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367759037417260434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-3579288974319794320?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3579288974319794320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3579288974319794320' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3579288974319794320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3579288974319794320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/em-meio-tantos.html' title='Em meio à tantos'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sn4bfdQ63eI/AAAAAAAAA0w/bWI8YWi6ONc/s72-c/11uj02q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-7332512148165213146</id><published>2009-08-07T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:07:56.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presença'/><title type='text'>Presença</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnzBSvfJIYI/AAAAAAAAA0o/gUhq5q39NYA/s1600-h/musa-da-floresta2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnzBSvfJIYI/AAAAAAAAA0o/gUhq5q39NYA/s400/musa-da-floresta2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367377383647682946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sonho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Num golpe a realidade me acorda.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O orvalho da manhan reflete tua beleza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que se esconde na puressa daquele sorriso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Onde rosas se curvam  e borboletas danção&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em respeito e alegria resultado da tua presença&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enverdeça mata cinza que se esconde&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta Bella nos acerecia com sua presença&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Simple gestos fazem-me chorar por dentro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a alegria que meu rosto não demostra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ilumine este corpo esquecido por seus misterios&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta floresta cinzenta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria dar-te um tapete de petalas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para te descançar teus pés&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aplaudirei em silêncio a sua suave,&lt;br /&gt; delicada e acradavel presença&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficarei aqui, suspirarei teu desconhecido perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S.J.Kato(Pirata J. Rodhan Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnzAfLUTplI/AAAAAAAAA0g/fnfA64W0ETU/s1600-h/misa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnzAfLUTplI/AAAAAAAAA0g/fnfA64W0ETU/s400/misa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367376497765230162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-7332512148165213146?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/7332512148165213146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=7332512148165213146' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7332512148165213146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/7332512148165213146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/presenca.html' title='Presença'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnzBSvfJIYI/AAAAAAAAA0o/gUhq5q39NYA/s72-c/musa-da-floresta2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-4666380862750293208</id><published>2009-08-05T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:33:24.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELA'/><title type='text'>Ela,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnoT7UuPwdI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/AI1IqrMV3d0/s1600-h/universo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnoT7O6PGqI/AAAAAAAAA0I/o5tzpfv58Tk/s1600-h/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Trinity-Blood_biriwilg_2169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366623814300932770" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnoT7O6PGqI/AAAAAAAAA0I/o5tzpfv58Tk/s400/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Trinity-Blood_biriwilg_2169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ela, meu carinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que vazio a falta dela me traz, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que Bello és o sorriso dela, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que pena ela estar tão longe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que triste não poder dizer o que desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por que as vezes desejamos algo que não podemos ter, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mas mesmo sabendo nao desistimos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ela me inspira em noites em que na multidão não me encontro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me sinto sozinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me sinto Vazio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tenho prazer em ama-la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As vezes fazemos parecer facil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para não desistir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que teimoso sou eu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no desejo da dor que este sentimento traz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;converto-me em carinho para que possa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;então fazer alguma diferença&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Diante daquele incrivel olhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366624091756144450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnoULYgtp0I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/87GohTFut60/s400/universo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-4666380862750293208?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/4666380862750293208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=4666380862750293208' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4666380862750293208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/4666380862750293208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/ela-meu-carinho-que-vazio-falta-dela-me.html' title='Ela,'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnoT7O6PGqI/AAAAAAAAA0I/o5tzpfv58Tk/s72-c/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dwallpapers_Trinity-Blood_biriwilg_2169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-1385860076282692248</id><published>2009-08-02T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T14:29:08.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portal de lembranças'/><title type='text'>Portal de lembranças</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnX9mHkGHiI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/S1jvxF2eUHI/s1600-h/x1pgliP38XxBL3FP4WkVLlss3wKadtKNefUkYlQcISoMry-rM5Xhz2j7p7ZckWZHu5LxxPqm0TUwne06Kyaa6drVN-rUfJ9WrqJOTq1Yvn4OqVIB_vHwRQ-wgEIGxr-gvfBFjKUQxoEmFNTC2X8fV-vjg.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnX9FDDtHWI/AAAAAAAAAzI/2zANFuozLms/s1600-h/mulher.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnX8aomMk_I/AAAAAAAAAzA/K5H-A_Y4h3Y/s1600-h/rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnX5x0adIUI/AAAAAAAAAyg/sq740AsoFYw/s1600-h/livrocasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnX5x0adIUI/AAAAAAAAAyg/sq740AsoFYw/s400/livrocasa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365469165360324930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnX8aomMk_I/AAAAAAAAAzA/K5H-A_Y4h3Y/s200/rosa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365472065586238450" style="text-align: right;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Lembra-se de min, por simples paralavras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Que a encantam profundamente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Misterio que esconde. sorrisos me trazem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;recodrdações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Se cheguei a imaginar algo parecido? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;Não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Talvez desejado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Como dizer algo que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   só a mente conhece?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                               Mas as mãos não não traduzem , e um papel fica em branco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;                            Pensamentos embaralhados tentaram criar um poema &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnX9FDDtHWI/AAAAAAAAAzI/2zANFuozLms/s200/mulher.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365472794243833186" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;E esses se chocam e se distanciam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Não jogarei ao acaso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; sentimentos não devem ser magoados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Abraçarei-os como quando sinto frio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Trocamos pensamentos, juntamos frazes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Se em textos a faço sorrir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Terei o prazer de faze-los infinitamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Neles você vê gestos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Neles você parece viajar a um mundo seu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Serei seu portal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Nossa mente se transforma em um mundo mistico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Alem da fronteira,  esse mundo  a faz planar sobre palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnSaAOsPevI/AAAAAAAAAyY/eNezk4-ci10/s400/d73c86909deca5e68f8aa649e12d3da1_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365082384839441138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vi obstaculos em caminhos fexados, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E pensanva desistir, mas olho para o luar e sorrio, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minha coragem enche a alma e uma paixão desconhacida &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me leva a té te.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Segundos de pensamentos não são suficientes para ama-la.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas queria ao menos isso.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me restrito apenas em pensamentos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quem sabe em sonhos nos tenhamos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E ao acordar veja que estamos juntos.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suas palavras me libertariam.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sussurradas em meu ouvido.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pois não quero faze-lo em outras Moças &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apenas em te.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O que se deve ser feito quando as caricias &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Estão longes de nossas mãos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando olhares se restrigem a imagens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;S.J.Kato(Pirata J. Rodhan lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&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/8032276906367280530-529342008438750758?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/529342008438750758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=529342008438750758' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/529342008438750758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/529342008438750758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/08/lembrancas-da-distancia.html' title='Lembranças da Distancia'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnSaAOsPevI/AAAAAAAAAyY/eNezk4-ci10/s72-c/d73c86909deca5e68f8aa649e12d3da1_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-2230990840324476531</id><published>2009-07-31T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T17:32:28.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inocente Selvagem'/><title type='text'>Inocente Selvagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnOKHd525DI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Dp9WUanx8nU/s1600-h/paix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnOKHd525DI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Dp9WUanx8nU/s400/paix.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364783442019410994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Se ao vento eu pudesse encontrar-te me lançaria aos céus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Perseguindo teu perfume, ateh econtrar teus labios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Desvendar teu corpo que me faz imaginar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Quais seriam suas tentações,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Vem colar-te em min e sentir meu desejo por você,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Se tudo o que passas na minha mente tornasse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Realidade poderias me achar vulgar, ou talvez sedutor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Pois agarro-me em loucuras de sensualidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Tão quente pode ser meu peito para encostar-te em min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;E dizer coisas que poderiam cauzar sua exitação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Vou aconchegar-me em teu sentimento puro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Que transforma em caricias maliciosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nunca precisou provocar-me pois isto esta em seu semblante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sensações masculinas invadem minha mente inocente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;O controle esta distante e meus gentos são ousados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mas como deixas, não posso conter-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Um amor sedutor se transforma em prazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;E nossos sentimentos se tornam um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;No calor mais intimo entre eu e você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;S.J.Kato(Pirata E. Rodhan Lincourt De Versailes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&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/8032276906367280530-2230990840324476531?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2230990840324476531/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2230990840324476531' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2230990840324476531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2230990840324476531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/07/inocente-selvagem.html' title='Inocente Selvagem'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnOKHd525DI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Dp9WUanx8nU/s72-c/paix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-2282117276665103756</id><published>2009-07-29T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:13:36.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meu vicio'/><title type='text'>Meu vicio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnBY9dZupDI/AAAAAAAAAyI/XYFHbRqK8yg/s1600-h/Ivie48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnBY9dZupDI/AAAAAAAAAyI/XYFHbRqK8yg/s400/Ivie48.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363884969086067762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;O ano termina, o ciclo continua,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minha saldade que não acaba.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Você que eu não encontro, a tristeza chega, vai embora.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;As lagrimas escorrem, Eu as limpo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;As noites solitarias em que lembramos um do outro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;No reflexo da lua, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;vemos nosos rostos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nossos labios tremem, queremos chorar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ficamos imaginando como será o proximo dia.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aproxima-se a noite, você virou meu vicio.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meu amor por você que não chega ao fim.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;De: S.J.Kato (Ellon Rodhan Lincourt De versailes)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para: Princess Ivie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;31-12-07;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;09:05 Hrs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-2282117276665103756?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2282117276665103756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2282117276665103756' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2282117276665103756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2282117276665103756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/07/meu-vicio.html' title='Meu vicio'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SnBY9dZupDI/AAAAAAAAAyI/XYFHbRqK8yg/s72-c/Ivie48.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-2682236602567260732</id><published>2009-07-28T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T13:54:26.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gostas de Chuva'/><title type='text'>Gostas de Chuva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sm9kE0_7tXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/rwqkXQ821ZA/s1600-h/gotas+d+xuva2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363615715330602354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sm9kE0_7tXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/rwqkXQ821ZA/s400/gotas+d+xuva2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Gostas de Chuva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De um céu cinza e de beleza diferente &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;elas descem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Criam uma nova paisagem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As vezes ofuscando objetos distantes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penso se elas vem limpar as impurezas dos homens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Secretamente refletem o ambiente ao redor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo fica solitario, as pessoas esperam em sua casa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas quando todas elas param de cair,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;como se estivessem buscando suas semelhantes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se pondo nas folhas, Criando possas em todos &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;os lugares.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O verde fica mais verde.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tudo fica mais belo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S.J.Kato(Pirata Ellon Rodhan lincourt De Versailes)&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/8032276906367280530-2682236602567260732?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/2682236602567260732/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=2682236602567260732' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2682236602567260732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/2682236602567260732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/07/gostas-de-chuva.html' title='Gostas de Chuva'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sm9kE0_7tXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/rwqkXQ821ZA/s72-c/gotas+d+xuva2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-3121806289796656523</id><published>2009-07-27T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:33:26.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dourada Rosa'/><title type='text'>Dourada Rosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sm5HKUJtgNI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Oix0RCasgII/s1600-h/Woman_of_Gold.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sm5HKUJtgNI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Oix0RCasgII/s400/Woman_of_Gold.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363302448778543314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tão doce é teu corpo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;do por-do-sol lembro-me ao ver&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;teu cabelos acareciados pelo vento.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flutue por este vale de rosas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perfumes entram em conflito.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Teu corpo, uma Rosa Dourada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Borboletas voam ao seu redor, encantadas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que meigo sorriso de olhar cintilante.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Atrai até os mais fortes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me escondo, não quero que me veja.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Leia o que vejo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sentes o que penso?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Após o por-do-sol anoitece, a lua salda-nos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duas belezas em um unico dia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Duas? Como posso enganar-me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ai esta você, tão delicada, como petalas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Petalas douradas que reflete o luar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;E ilumina as sobras da noite.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Poderia ser uma Elfa, com este doce encanto?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não, Elfas não existem, não neste mundo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas você esta aqui, esbelte e cintilante.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Seduzindo com este doce e inocente perfume&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S.J.Kato(Ellon Rodhan Lincourt De Versailes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8032276906367280530-3121806289796656523?l=kato-poesias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/feeds/3121806289796656523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8032276906367280530&amp;postID=3121806289796656523' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3121806289796656523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8032276906367280530/posts/default/3121806289796656523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kato-poesias.blogspot.com/2009/07/dourada-rosa.html' title='Dourada Rosa'/><author><name>Sakuya Jono Katô</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14697818163222024681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SItPhlBgu5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/6KALepIO1a4/S220/imagem.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/Sm5HKUJtgNI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Oix0RCasgII/s72-c/Woman_of_Gold.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8032276906367280530.post-6596486319190813114</id><published>2009-07-25T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:53:50.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dois desejos.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dois rostos'/><title type='text'>Dois rostos, dois desejos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SmtkvSfFfNI/AAAAAAAAAv4/nsIg7TLXLOQ/s1600-h/voguenipponapril022big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SmtkvSfFfNI/AAAAAAAAAv4/nsIg7TLXLOQ/s400/voguenipponapril022big.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362490544893557970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dois rostos, dois desejos.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que sensação secreta que emana de min.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que a vejo escondida entre as vestis.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;objetos a volta complementam sensações.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Odores que voam por este ambiente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;As cores dizem mais do que parece.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uma cor de luxuria esconde algo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pensamento.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sobrepõe teu corpo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nossos Instintos se cruzam.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toque seu segredo intimo enquanto sonho.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Molde teu corpo de seda enquanto não o conheço &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;e é intocado.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Delicadeza de uma ninfa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um doce odor. respiro seu segredo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que convidativo ambiente.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Você se esconde em si mesma.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um Desejo vira seu outro EU.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Serei seu Instrumento mais intimo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;S.J.Kato(Pirata Ellon Rodhan De Versailes)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SmtoUFdhauI/AAAAAAAAAwg/xS6R_kALEbI/s1600-h/Vogue_Nippon.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p_3wZ4HVH_c/SmtoUFdhauI/AAAAAAAAAwg/xS6R_kALEbI/s200/Vogue_Nippon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362494475587381986" style="cursor: pointer; 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