tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14884064303448978332012-02-08T08:48:42.159-08:00Mionnoreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1488406430344897833.post-77996389575552354462008-10-27T12:55:00.000-07:002008-10-27T15:13:43.509-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70xzPDKpFxw/SQYd4BnUObI/AAAAAAAAAOY/VWSm19T6qC4/s1600-h/LoversSun.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_70xzPDKpFxw/SQYd4BnUObI/AAAAAAAAAOY/VWSm19T6qC4/s200/LoversSun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261926062972221874" /></a><br /><br />Look at me. Raise you head. Can you see I'm here only for you? The danger outside doesn't bother me, it's small compared to the power of love that I feel for you. With this impulse I always protect you, even in times when you desire loneliness, even in hours in which you don't seek to be understood. Yes, I know, you fear losing me, but how will anything be lost if all I want is you? Our first meeting was in past lives and whatever we take away from each other, I'll always find you. Each time we look at ourselves you will feel the most perfect nostalgia built by centuries of loving moments, your fear will disapper, and I will be eternally by your side. See, we are one, and we will be forever.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">By Carlos Martins</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1488406430344897833-7799638957555235446?l=intimusvox.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mionnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1488406430344897833.post-16859895332423761442008-08-29T08:10:00.000-07:002008-10-27T13:08:25.355-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70xzPDKpFxw/SLgRyIlEhNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/f-bAerd4-Ts/s1600-h/eye.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239957719439672530" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_70xzPDKpFxw/SLgRyIlEhNI/AAAAAAAAAKo/f-bAerd4-Ts/s200/eye.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Sometimes I think... We usually try to know people by their exterior, a great misconception. The people's essence are in the intimate. We can’t see it looking at the exterior. We need to feel what happens inside the person who we are knowing. The truth is not outside, it’s inside, in the intimate, where we can find our essence. If you really want to know someone deeply, look at the windows of the soul, the eyes, you’ll see the pure essence.</div><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />By Carlos Martins</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1488406430344897833-1685989533242376144?l=intimusvox.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mionnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1488406430344897833.post-63414795814329179772008-08-25T05:35:00.000-07:002008-08-25T05:47:55.309-07:00Understandings<br /><br />Don't be afraid!<br />Nobody attacks you anymore.<br />Nobody hurts you anymore.<br />In awake moments<br />The understanding appears beating you.<br />Everything that is your comes to meet me.<br />To understand each other now, my duty.<br />Calm dilemma, controverted.<br />Just with a different touch.<br />The right moment.<br />Your right moment.<br />Now, only one distinction.<br />I am looking at you so closely,<br />Only thinking about protecting you.<br /><br /><strong><em>By Carlos Martins</em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1488406430344897833-6341479581432917977?l=intimusvox.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mionnoreply@blogger.com1