tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2094738788963551292012-01-15T04:56:55.840-08:00minha pele suaWilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.comBlogger411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-54762901244234861832012-01-15T04:56:00.001-08:002012-01-15T04:56:55.850-08:00cai<br />em meu abismo<br />com as estrelas<br />todas<br />acesas na pele<br /><br />densa <br />de Mistérios tantos<br />cai<br /><br />como um céu<br />no cio<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-5476290124423486183?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-11566678782360951622010-12-30T04:39:00.000-08:002011-01-03T04:48:38.088-08:00a gente<br />faz Amor<br />bem <br />alto<br /><br />e <br />ninguém<br />acorda:<br /><br />a noite<br />é surda<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-1156667878236095162?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-29194375569201663332010-11-13T09:56:00.000-08:002010-11-13T09:57:55.674-08:00minha pele<br />nossas peles<br />formam um só<br />desabrigo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-2919437556920166333?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-27656194895279851272010-08-15T12:31:00.000-07:002010-08-15T12:32:08.289-07:00este coração torto<br />enraizado até o caroço<br />no magma do instante<br />é a única asa que tenho<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-2765619489527985127?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-35537195084899996582010-08-02T12:55:00.001-07:002010-08-02T12:55:41.453-07:00aperte Amor<br />minha Alma<br />na sua Alma<br /><br />a Eternidade<br />é toda feita<br />de Abraços<br /><br />- só por isso <br />dizem que <br />o Tempo para<br /><br />e é verdade<br />quando parar<br />a gente desce<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-3553719508489999658?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-75041852554391217452010-08-02T12:53:00.000-07:002010-08-02T12:54:52.294-07:00quando o silêncio das horas tardias<br />sussurrar baixinho ao meu coração<br /><br />( ainda que por sobre os canteiros<br />nos arredores nem sequer uma <br />única pétala trêmula se movimente )<br /><br />vou pensar que é a brisa <br />que vem do passado trazendo o som <br />afagante da voz doce que algum dia <br />me disse: - te amo... te quero...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-7504185255439121745?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-40622192123158807142010-02-18T08:18:00.000-08:002010-02-18T08:19:15.788-08:00a caneta<br />(quase)<br />não falha<br />mas quando<br />acontece<br /><br />tenho<br />sempre um<br />poema<br />na ponta<br />da língua.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-4062219212315880714?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-25132940478594540562010-02-18T08:16:00.000-08:002010-02-18T08:17:29.652-08:00então<br />venha eva<br />nua<br />sedenta<br />e<br />pecadora<br /><br />vamos<br />transpirar<br />sua<br />crença<br /><br />: colher<br />o Fruto<br />é o mesmo<br />que<br /><br />semeá-lo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-2513294047859454056?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-37148396465737672962010-02-18T08:12:00.000-08:002010-02-18T08:13:10.957-08:00debaixo<br />de muito<br />cobertor<br /><br />vocêeeu<br />fazendo<br /><br />Fogueira<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-3714839646573767296?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-34765911458212030192010-02-18T08:08:00.000-08:002010-02-18T08:09:11.026-08:00entre<br />um Silêncio<br />e Outro<br /><br />todas<br />as delícias<br />da Língua<br />produzindo<br />Arrepios<br /><br />cem palavras<br />sem palavras<br />em silêncio<br />no Silêncio<br /><br />: mutismo<br />de quem sabe<br />o uni/<br />Verso<br /><br />expandindo <br />sob nossa Pele.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-3476591145821203019?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-52121883092029543162010-02-18T07:50:00.001-08:002010-02-18T07:50:54.326-08:00Eu vou<br />deixar<br />você molhada<br /><br />Eu vou<br />deixar<br />você Eu voo<br /><br />: ainda<br />mais<br />alto<br />e longe<br />e dentro aqui<br />na palma<br /><br />da <br />minha mão.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-5212188309202954316?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-91524275323060313542010-02-11T06:29:00.001-08:002010-02-11T06:29:46.911-08:00antes<br />- eu<br />me perdia<br />em você<br />- você<br />se perdia<br />em mim<br /><br />depois<br />- eu <br />te perdi<br />- você<br />me perdeu<br /><br />: nós <br />dois<br />perdemos<br /><br />o<br />significado.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-9152427532306031354?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-72163105535458769382010-02-11T06:19:00.001-08:002010-02-11T06:19:37.849-08:00minh' alma<br />geme-a<br /><br />ela<br />não<br />eu também<br />nós<br />não<br /><br />existimos<br />ainda.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-7216310553545876938?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-14797724056258889822010-02-11T06:10:00.000-08:002010-02-11T06:11:13.636-08:00Espelhos<br />sabem de nós<br /><br />são Olhos...<br /><br />(só fecham no<br />escuro).<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-1479772405625888982?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-55079742009418464022010-02-11T06:08:00.000-08:002010-02-11T06:09:04.051-08:00Chamar é necessário<br />o ciclo impõe mudanças<br />(outros amores)<br /><br />E passa e deixa<br />um novo canto impresso<br />na memória do sal:<br /><br />Diluído no abraço<br />que envolve o mergulho.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-5507974200941846402?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-33610544279298517182010-02-11T06:04:00.000-08:002010-02-11T06:05:08.934-08:00os anjos<br />todos<br />que a pureza<br />abateu<br /><br />jamais<br />assexuados<br />caíram<br />em si.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-3361054427929851718?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-21589380118063056822010-02-04T05:46:00.001-08:002010-02-04T05:46:32.841-08:00mergulho<br />de <br />cabeça<br />no <br />seu Silêncio<br /><br />: o seu <br />Silêncio<br />é minha luva.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-2158938011806305682?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-27920806555427563472010-02-04T05:39:00.000-08:002010-02-04T05:40:16.917-08:00Foi quando cai na real <br />percebi que não sentia as pernas <br />(as suas) <br /><br />naquela que seria nossa viagem <br />sem fim <br /><br />- só as minhas <br />a esmo desinventando os caminhos <br />: já não sabiam mais voar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-2792080655542756347?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-74879467614645790432010-02-04T05:37:00.001-08:002010-02-04T05:37:40.514-08:00sua <br />língua <br />em <br />minha <br />orelha <br /><br />acende <br />o <br />poema<br /><br />cresce <br />abs/<br />trato <br />é cobra <br />é pau <br />ave<br /><br />e <br />orelha <br />também.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-7487946761464579043?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-67389605655656052932010-02-04T05:33:00.000-08:002010-02-04T05:34:10.107-08:00eriço <br />teus pêlos <br />todos<br />enquanto <br /><br />teço<br />Passagens<br />secretas<br /><br />de entrada<br />de saída<br />no Tempo<br />no Espaço<br /><br />- em Você.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-6738960565565605293?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-35633994981295289662010-02-04T05:31:00.001-08:002010-02-04T05:31:26.048-08:00sempre<br />nas praias<br />desertas<br />onde nunca <br />estou<br /><br />invisto<br />meu Tempo<br />esculpindo<br />Delicias<br /><br />- em areia <br />movediça -<br /><br />: depois<br />eu <br />desapareço<br />nElas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-3563399498129528966?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-44229216947039037722010-02-04T05:25:00.001-08:002010-02-04T05:26:47.496-08:00hoje quero bocas<br />todas as bocas<br />unhas e dentes...<br />(depois escrevo asas<br />e voo...)<br /><br />: decore minha alma<br />devore meu corpo<br /><br />que hoje <br />só hoje<br />(e sempre)<br />o poema é minha alma<br /><br />eu <br />sou a carne do poema.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-4422921694703903772?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-83353226533793484782010-02-04T05:22:00.000-08:002010-02-04T05:23:12.693-08:00viro <br />do avesso<br />o seu deserto<br /><br />: me abraça<br />com suas águas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-8335322653379348478?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-38945633933092697212010-02-04T05:19:00.001-08:002010-02-04T05:19:43.157-08:00somos<br />um par<br />de Olhos<br /><br />na<br />paisagem<br /><br />somos<br />Um <br />do outro<br /><br />: a <br />Paisagem<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-3894563393309269721?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-29196863859581865452010-02-04T05:11:00.001-08:002010-02-27T11:46:49.244-08:00vamos ficar <br />assim <br />um instante <br />agarradinhos <br />acolhidos <br />um no outro <br /><br />enquanto <br />o tempo <br />nos devora <br /><br />nosso Amor <br />alimenta Deus<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-2919686385958186545?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-8848195973947827602010-01-24T10:37:00.001-08:002010-01-24T10:37:28.614-08:00parei <br />ao seu lado<br />e meus pés<br />criaram<br />raízes<br /><br />: é por isso<br />Amor<br />que agora<br />eu<br />voo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-884819597394782760?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-89827825144715813862010-01-24T10:33:00.000-08:002010-08-14T13:08:56.489-07:00Aqui do alto do seu abraço <br />posso ver o silêncio do mundo <br /><br />atravessando os Poemas <br />como se eles não existissem <br /><br />: e isso dói muito ainda <br />mas já não mata nem fortalece<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-8982782514471581386?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-8022221526008593512010-01-24T10:31:00.000-08:002010-01-24T10:32:20.515-08:00Amar é:<br />querer toda noite <br />depois do banho<br /><br />enxugar meu corpo<br />no perfume <br />da sua toalha<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-802222152600859351?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-88991256022458297112008-12-10T05:30:00.001-08:002008-12-10T05:30:41.312-08:00nuvens<br />de flores<br />brisa<br />de perfumes<br /><br />chuva<br />de pétalas<br />em noites<br />de sol<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-8899125602245829711?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-38278078781729081322008-11-12T08:44:00.001-08:002008-11-12T08:44:58.965-08:00quando a gente se abismar<br />( Corpo beirando Corpo )<br />todas as linhas do mapa<br />vão tecer nosso Destino<br />então vamos nos perder<br /><br />costurados Um no Outro<br /><br />e na paisagem<br />onde Tudo será<br />o mesmo emaranhado de Nós.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-3827807878172908132?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-14672230125898383302008-11-12T06:45:00.001-08:002008-11-12T06:45:52.150-08:00tem dia<br />que o poema<br />se parece<br />muito comigo<br /><br />: só precisa<br />de uma <br />ou duas<br />palavrinhas.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-1467223012589838330?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-56690301795562241282008-11-12T06:15:00.001-08:002008-11-12T06:15:52.884-08:00quando<br />o invisível<br /><br />toca<br />o intocável<br /><br />: eu<br />vejo e sinto<br />e quase<br /><br />consigo<br />dizer<br />o indizível.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-5669030179556224128?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-14149758136347857522008-11-12T05:55:00.001-08:002008-11-12T05:55:59.980-08:00quando <br />Você me olha<br />eu sinto <br />que Você<br />me enxerga<br /><br />quando<br />Você me abraça<br />eu sinto<br />que Você<br />me Abraça<br /><br />quando<br />Você me beija<br />eu sinto<br />que Você<br />me Beija<br /><br />quando<br />Você me deixa<br />eu sinto <br />que Você<br />permanece...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-1414975813634785752?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-14167262309367470742008-11-12T05:52:00.001-08:002008-11-12T05:52:30.672-08:00me morde<br />me arranha<br />me amassa<br /><br />reinventa<br />desinventa<br />e me deixa<br />o mesmo:<br /><br />- o outro<br />de sempre.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-1416726230936747074?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-16763112225307470052008-11-12T05:48:00.000-08:002008-11-12T05:49:19.305-08:00traga<br />a luz<br />que<br /><br />o dia<br />eu<br />faço.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-1676311222530747005?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-21161499531528052322008-11-12T05:40:00.001-08:002010-08-14T13:09:33.902-07:00somos<br />essa Festa<br />de hormônios<br />e desejos<br /><br />todas <br />as Palavras<br />do mundo<br />em ebulição<br /><br />dois uni/<br />Versos<br />cantando<br />o Instante<br /><br />para<br />que ninguém<br />jamais <br />esqueça<br /><br />: o Futuro.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-2116149953152805232?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-31109520316574635752008-11-12T05:35:00.000-08:002008-11-12T05:36:08.636-08:00meu corpo<br />procura<br />o seu<br /><br />seu corpo<br />procura<br />o meu<br /><br />: Nós<br />somos um<br />no outro<br /><br />os dois<br />endereços<br />de Tudo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-3110952031657463575?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-53000011672312225802008-11-12T05:33:00.001-08:002008-11-12T05:33:42.743-08:00Quando te vi<br />pela primeira vez<br />- meus olhos<br />começaram a existir<br /><br />: arranquei-os <br />pra enxergar melhor.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-5300001167231222580?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-22378440589043143502008-11-12T05:30:00.000-08:002008-11-12T05:31:00.791-08:00acolhido<br />em suas<br />entranhas<br /><br />sinto<br />o calor<br />do mistério<br /><br />somos<br />(de)feitos<br />de estrelas<br /><br />nosso <br />brilho<br />é distante.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-2237844058904314350?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-70018687926959530132008-11-12T05:28:00.000-08:002008-11-12T05:29:15.155-08:00Vem Amor<br />mas venha logo<br />venha agora<br /><br />que tudo é tudo<br />e eu te espero<br />aqui:<br /><br />na minha casa<br />na minha cama<br />na minha carne<br /><br />- ou na sua.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-7001868792695953013?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-209473878896355129.post-37800053735404811812008-11-12T05:23:00.000-08:002008-11-12T05:27:06.595-08:00Eu sou<br />todo<br />arrepios<br />todo<br />arrepios<br /><br />e seus lábios...<br />e seus lábios...<br /><br />: duas <br />eternidades<br />pousadas<br />em<br />mim.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/209473878896355129-3780005373540481181?l=emnoitesdesol.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0