tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67603429570987276962012-02-16T11:31:11.453-08:00diariobrillantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17341888934706528224noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760342957098727696.post-24561930398890604762011-06-03T15:13:00.000-07:002011-06-03T15:13:01.374-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FlPJW0pYxIs/TelQns9U4qI/AAAAAAAAABM/mBAV-sQ-0jU/s1600/DSC04837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FlPJW0pYxIs/TelQns9U4qI/AAAAAAAAABM/mBAV-sQ-0jU/s320/DSC04837.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Así amaneció la esquina de mi casa, la calle llena de pétalos de flores color rosa. Como no sentirse optimista esta mañana. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760342957098727696-2456193039889060476?l=entracuandoquierasamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brillantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17341888934706528224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760342957098727696.post-36804171690077716532011-06-02T17:33:00.000-07:002011-06-02T17:33:49.333-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQiGLd9yooc/TegrqAE328I/AAAAAAAAABI/z9OHp5s305M/s1600/escobas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SQiGLd9yooc/TegrqAE328I/AAAAAAAAABI/z9OHp5s305M/s320/escobas.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Algunos días Caracas me regala imágenes maravillosas!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760342957098727696-3680417169007771653?l=entracuandoquierasamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brillantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17341888934706528224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760342957098727696.post-37986598129840658822011-06-01T17:07:00.000-07:002011-06-01T17:07:44.903-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eq9WUcVXBNw/TebTmkZ2dwI/AAAAAAAAABE/6zenNGy166E/s1600/flores.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eq9WUcVXBNw/TebTmkZ2dwI/AAAAAAAAABE/6zenNGy166E/s320/flores.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Algunos días destapo una botella de champaña para mi, siento las burbujas jugar en mi boca, explotan dulcemente entre mis labios, algunos días tengo motivos para recompensarme y brindar..... solo por que la vida es bella... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760342957098727696-3798659812984065882?l=entracuandoquierasamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brillantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17341888934706528224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760342957098727696.post-64125665381263079172011-06-01T16:36:00.000-07:002011-06-01T16:36:35.196-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FfAeqTGkaAI/TebMquncnDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QL5uZNh5Nkg/s1600/DSC08405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FfAeqTGkaAI/TebMquncnDI/AAAAAAAAAA8/QL5uZNh5Nkg/s320/DSC08405.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Quiero tocar el cielo con la mano... que mi vida se haga estrella<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760342957098727696-6412566538126307917?l=entracuandoquierasamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brillantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17341888934706528224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760342957098727696.post-48537588766653385422011-02-18T14:57:00.000-08:002011-02-18T14:57:53.580-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TtOwdxuetpE/TV743iO49qI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TjkQWreCySQ/s1600/pie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TtOwdxuetpE/TV743iO49qI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TjkQWreCySQ/s320/pie.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">En parte para celebrar la llegada del viernes.. en parte por la ansiedad de no saber que hacer con mi vida este fin de semana.. en parte solo por gusto...la espuma dulce se deshace en mi boca... </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760342957098727696-4853758876665338542?l=entracuandoquierasamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brillantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17341888934706528224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760342957098727696.post-79851749152178940162011-02-18T14:53:00.000-08:002011-02-18T14:53:12.299-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aUzy3AG0hWg/TV74GGayuqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a9I4-Ycki-U/s1600/mariposas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aUzy3AG0hWg/TV74GGayuqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/a9I4-Ycki-U/s320/mariposas.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Voy caminando y me encuentro con estas mariposas que alguien dejo en el jardín...Yo quiero que mi vida se llene de mariposas mensajeras...<span id="goog_91688063"></span><span id="goog_91688064"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760342957098727696-7985174915217894016?l=entracuandoquierasamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brillantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17341888934706528224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760342957098727696.post-26939875347544296122011-02-18T14:48:00.000-08:002011-02-18T14:48:37.458-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1hzg6etRwdY/TV73CN6ou_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/uXNgYEk-VaM/s1600/carro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1hzg6etRwdY/TV73CN6ou_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/uXNgYEk-VaM/s320/carro.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Camino a la universidad miro los letreros de amor que un chico ha dejado para el amor de su vida en la vía...mensajes de amor..corazones que dicen: TE AMO... suspiro es 14 de febrero...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760342957098727696-2693987534754429612?l=entracuandoquierasamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brillantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17341888934706528224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760342957098727696.post-44200511036057383952011-02-18T14:35:00.000-08:002011-02-18T14:35:34.331-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iY07oOgkv74/TV7z1F1FChI/AAAAAAAAAAs/aW8uM49qO3U/s1600/DSC03369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iY07oOgkv74/TV7z1F1FChI/AAAAAAAAAAs/aW8uM49qO3U/s320/DSC03369.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Deseo: que al final de esta tarde pueda encontrarme con la sonrisa de un chico bonito...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760342957098727696-4420051103605738395?l=entracuandoquierasamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brillantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17341888934706528224noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6760342957098727696.post-6153144756648236072011-02-13T08:09:00.000-08:002011-02-13T08:09:39.506-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VUMNcJ_1I1c/TVgB8jnX8sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6f0wawnEc5Q/s1600/torta2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="246" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VUMNcJ_1I1c/TVgB8jnX8sI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6f0wawnEc5Q/s320/torta2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>emocionada como una nena frente a su magnifica torta de cumpleaños..comienzo el blog: entra cuando quieras amor...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6760342957098727696-615314475664823607?l=entracuandoquierasamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>brillantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17341888934706528224noreply@blogger.com0