<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15898814</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:22:50.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mariposas volando bajo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piaentusojos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15898814/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piaentusojos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07619338947136711551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15898814.post-112526198798576726</id><published>2005-08-28T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T13:49:35.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6278/1488/1600/carbon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6278/1488/320/carbon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un dia cualquiera, en una ciudad cualquiera.. lo unico importante eras tu, queria disfrutar cada instante, mirar tus ojos, concentrarme en ese beso, ese beso timido con un sabor dulce ... el sabor mas exquisito que he podido probar; todo era perfecto, el viento, las hojas de los arboles y tu manos deslizandose sobre mi piel ......... quien iba a pensar que ese dia iba a conocer el amor, ese amor del que muchas veces escape por los sabores amargos que deja en nuestro ser, en este momento de mi vida puedo decir que si existe el amor, ese amor lindo que jamas imagine........... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15898814-112526198798576726?l=piaentusojos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piaentusojos.blogspot.com/feeds/112526198798576726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15898814&amp;postID=112526198798576726' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15898814/posts/default/112526198798576726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15898814/posts/default/112526198798576726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piaentusojos.blogspot.com/2005/08/un-dia-cualquiera-en-una-ciudad.html' title=''/><author><name>Pia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07619338947136711551</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
