<?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-38621878</id><updated>2011-11-12T16:27:26.586-04:00</updated><category term='dueto'/><category term='motivos'/><category term='filhos'/><category term='real'/><category term='poesia'/><category term='asas'/><category term='luciana de aquino'/><category term='beijo'/><category term='coração'/><category term='dor'/><category term='adeus'/><category term='desejo'/><category term='ave'/><category term='amar'/><category term='sergio holtz'/><category term='talismã'/><category term='saudade'/><category term='música'/><category term='amor'/><category term='ausência'/><category term='homenagem'/><category term='família'/><category term='vestida'/><category term='paixão'/><title type='text'>sergioholtz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-6553313194656682165</id><published>2011-09-24T21:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T21:53:55.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poeta convidada: odete ronchi baltazar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--_d1iUB-B4Q/Tn6JMZxHlHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/OLY7OJk40VA/s1600/paginas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--_d1iUB-B4Q/Tn6JMZxHlHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/OLY7OJk40VA/s320/paginas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Páginas do tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odeteronchibaltazar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As poesias guardadas&lt;br /&gt;nestes cadernos&lt;br /&gt;não significam mais nada.&lt;br /&gt;O amor (aquele!)&lt;br /&gt;que me fez ficar tanto tempo apaixonada&lt;br /&gt;secou entre as páginas&lt;br /&gt;(ficou sem a água dos olhos meus).&lt;br /&gt;Agora,&lt;br /&gt;sem medo,&lt;br /&gt;eu o liberto.&lt;br /&gt;Deixo que crie asas&lt;br /&gt;e,&lt;br /&gt;mais uma vez,&lt;br /&gt;eu digo adeus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-6553313194656682165?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/6553313194656682165/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=6553313194656682165' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6553313194656682165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6553313194656682165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2011/09/poeta-convidada-com-carinho-odete.html' title='Poeta convidada: odete ronchi baltazar'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--_d1iUB-B4Q/Tn6JMZxHlHI/AAAAAAAAAR0/OLY7OJk40VA/s72-c/paginas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-8319965594898611726</id><published>2011-09-23T10:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T08:21:23.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Sr6IL6ftkQ/TnyY6QFQvNI/AAAAAAAAARw/OZPBAChiJ10/s1600/casal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0Sr6IL6ftkQ/TnyY6QFQvNI/AAAAAAAAARw/OZPBAChiJ10/s320/casal.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te conto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor tem várias formas...&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes ele se esconde, se modifica!&lt;br /&gt;Espero que a forma de amor que tenho a te oferecer&lt;br /&gt;seja suficiente para o teu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Promessas não faço, porque talvez não as possa cumprir.&lt;br /&gt;Pressa? Sempre se tem pressa para ser feliz!&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é palavra bonita, sonora... Difícil é viver com ela.&lt;br /&gt;Se pudesse te levar para algum lugar?&lt;br /&gt;Levar-te-ia para vinte anos atrás...&lt;br /&gt;E o resto não te conto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CS De Paula&lt;br /&gt;19/09/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eu te conto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há um amor que começou  lá no passado! &lt;br /&gt;Um amor rebelde e sem pecado.&lt;br /&gt;Um queria a liberdade e o outro acostumado a prisão. &lt;br /&gt;Amor que se notava pelas batidas do coração.Um amor tão bonito e um tanto diferente, &lt;br /&gt;Cheio de entregas e ao mesmo tempo inocente. Um amor feito de vida, lotado de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;Mas um dia transformou-se em dois, &lt;br /&gt;Porque um disse que sim... &lt;br /&gt;E o outro falou não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. H.&lt;br /&gt;21/09/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era Setembro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era setembro e a primavera se fez presente.&lt;br /&gt;Ele não imaginava mas logo estaria sorridente!&lt;br /&gt;Ela tão linda, como nunca parecera antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Quis o destino, um encontro bem marcante.&lt;br /&gt;Havia almas, mãos e desejos entrelaçados...&lt;br /&gt;E aqueles momentos jamais serão apagados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;S.H.&lt;br /&gt;23/09/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um amor com cheiro de primavera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foi em Setembro,&lt;br /&gt;na entrada da Primavera,&lt;br /&gt;que o mundo parou&lt;br /&gt;para saudar esse amor&lt;br /&gt;tão esperado, &lt;br /&gt;tão alardeado&lt;br /&gt;pelos passarinhos em seus ninhos.&lt;br /&gt;Foi em Setembro que quis o Universo&lt;br /&gt;reunir duas almas&lt;br /&gt;que tinham do vento sul o sabor.&lt;br /&gt;Um amor,&lt;br /&gt;que de tão grande,&lt;br /&gt;se fez terno e pequenino.&lt;br /&gt;Um amor&lt;br /&gt;que se faria real e viria acolher os amantes&lt;br /&gt;no meio de tantos versos.&lt;br /&gt;Um amor ainda nascente, &lt;br /&gt;um amor menino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odete ronchi baltazar&lt;br /&gt;24/09/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HT1VnRz_MNI/TVUmSxqdq0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/2xoCqjXSjdQ/s320/abraco2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu Abraço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde está o seu abraço,&lt;br /&gt;para onde foi agora,&lt;br /&gt;que nem liga ao que faço,&lt;br /&gt;nem percebe alguém que chora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este abraço, eu queria...&lt;br /&gt;nem que fosse uma vez mais.&lt;br /&gt;Por certo mudaria&lt;br /&gt;os meus dias tão banais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu vivo sem você,&lt;br /&gt;sem seu abraço amado...&lt;br /&gt;Outros braços para quê&lt;br /&gt;neste mundo abandonado?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-614998470695416234?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/614998470695416234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=614998470695416234' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/614998470695416234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/614998470695416234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2011/02/seu-abraco.html' title='Seu Abraço'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HT1VnRz_MNI/TVUmSxqdq0I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/2xoCqjXSjdQ/s72-c/abraco2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-89460083992959516</id><published>2011-02-03T07:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T07:48:43.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Um cantinho para os amigos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TUqV_Y1zBmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uR39fq_Z9z8/s1600/primavera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TUqV_Y1zBmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uR39fq_Z9z8/s320/primavera.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569428805429429858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recadinhos by odete&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Farias um poema para mim?&lt;br /&gt;Desses bem pequeninos,&lt;br /&gt;com belas frases&lt;br /&gt;e carinhos incrustrados, &lt;br /&gt;com mil beijinhos selados?&lt;br /&gt;Farias um poema simplezinho,&lt;br /&gt;deste tamanhinho assim?&lt;br /&gt;Pode vir com borboletas esvoaçantes,&lt;br /&gt;um pouco de água corrente,&lt;br /&gt;um tiquinho de brisa da manhã&lt;br /&gt;e, é claro, o teu amor sem fim.&lt;br /&gt;Se não for te pedir muito,&lt;br /&gt;põe também&lt;br /&gt;um tantinho do teu riso cristalino&lt;br /&gt;e da tua voz de algodão.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, &lt;br /&gt;e acrescenta&lt;br /&gt;uma pitadinha &lt;br /&gt;do doce do teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;para meu desejo acalmar...&lt;br /&gt;E para finalizar os versos,&lt;br /&gt;escreve o teu nome&lt;br /&gt;bem desenhadinho&lt;br /&gt;e me manda tudo embrulhadinho&lt;br /&gt;dentro da mais linda paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Estarei bem aqui,&lt;br /&gt;neste mesmo lugar,&lt;br /&gt;nesta mesma hora,&lt;br /&gt;esperando o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;com o meu coração na mão.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;odeteronchibaltazar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-89460083992959516?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/89460083992959516/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=89460083992959516' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/89460083992959516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/89460083992959516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2011/02/um-cantinho-para-os-amigos.html' title='Um cantinho para os amigos'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TUqV_Y1zBmI/AAAAAAAAAQo/uR39fq_Z9z8/s72-c/primavera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-1639357146147113677</id><published>2010-12-11T17:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T17:09:51.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Das ilusões ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TQPoYlt5TUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vxbERI7fhtk/s1600/ilusao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TQPoYlt5TUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vxbERI7fhtk/s320/ilusao.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das ilusões ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgistes na minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração nem percebeu&lt;br /&gt;Que a cada palavra lida&lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos te escolheu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizestes grandes mudanças&lt;br /&gt;Trocastes a dor pelo riso&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que só de lembranças&lt;br /&gt;Me sinto no paraíso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das sombras surgiu a luz&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho virou realidade&lt;br /&gt;Teu jeitinho lindo seduz&lt;br /&gt;És minha paixão de verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da ilusão fiz o meu verso&lt;br /&gt;Para tentar te explicar&lt;br /&gt;Das estrelas no universo&lt;br /&gt;Tu és a primeira a brilhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como flor em meu jardim&lt;br /&gt;Chegastes linda e bom cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Estenda tua mão para mim&lt;br /&gt;Que eu serei teu jardineiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-1639357146147113677?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/1639357146147113677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=1639357146147113677' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1639357146147113677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1639357146147113677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/12/das-ilusoes.html' title='Das ilusões ...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TQPoYlt5TUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/vxbERI7fhtk/s72-c/ilusao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-2198522137037088575</id><published>2010-10-27T06:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T06:39:08.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talismã'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ausência'/><title type='text'>Como talismã</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TMf9tSqLy5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/rJN0epq2HXg/s1600/talism%C3%A3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TMf9tSqLy5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/rJN0epq2HXg/s320/talism%C3%A3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Como talismã...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tudo estava bem ali, &lt;br /&gt;ao alcance de minha mão!&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu - que tolo! Não percebi,&lt;br /&gt;nem ouvi meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vivo com o olhar no amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo depois da tua partida &lt;br /&gt;não perdi meu talismã... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-2198522137037088575?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/2198522137037088575/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=2198522137037088575' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2198522137037088575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2198522137037088575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/como-talisma.html' title='Como talismã'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TMf9tSqLy5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/rJN0epq2HXg/s72-c/talism%C3%A3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-3522835146916671429</id><published>2010-10-19T20:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T12:28:24.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TL47l2zI_lI/AAAAAAAAAPs/CRo_HDNNAbo/s1600/voo_da_ave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529922914008759890" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TL47l2zI_lI/AAAAAAAAAPs/CRo_HDNNAbo/s320/voo_da_ave.jpg" style="float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ave ferida, em voo já tão lento...&lt;br /&gt;E há algum céu ainda para voar.&lt;br /&gt;Ora contra, ora a favor do vento,&lt;br /&gt;levo um coração para entregar.&lt;br /&gt;Destino certo, fim do firmamento,&lt;br /&gt;Mas depende... Conseguirei pousar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-3522835146916671429?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/3522835146916671429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=3522835146916671429' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3522835146916671429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3522835146916671429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/eu.html' title='Eu...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TL47l2zI_lI/AAAAAAAAAPs/CRo_HDNNAbo/s72-c/voo_da_ave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-7139036881964513086</id><published>2010-10-18T11:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T11:10:43.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coração inquieto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLxi3O09mdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/skAT9uEtKLI/s1600/coracao1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLxi3O09mdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/skAT9uEtKLI/s320/coracao1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529403143516690898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coração inquieto&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Quero algumas coisas te falar:&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração não quer se aquietar,&lt;br /&gt;Agora teima em te procurar,&lt;br /&gt;Ele pede-me para te beijar...&lt;br /&gt;Beijos ternos e delicados,&lt;br /&gt;Sejam quentes ou resfriados,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos lentos e caprichados,&lt;br /&gt;Todos puros e apaixonados.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos sem data ou hora marcada,&lt;br /&gt;Sem qualquer temor nem mais nada.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas beijos com a alma lavada.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos... a saudade está instalada.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-7139036881964513086?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/7139036881964513086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=7139036881964513086' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7139036881964513086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7139036881964513086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/coracao-inquieto.html' title='Coração inquieto'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLxi3O09mdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/skAT9uEtKLI/s72-c/coracao1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-7598603635582887031</id><published>2010-10-18T10:19:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T10:24:11.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Queria tanto!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLxYMVkTBkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/4JxE6cARcLY/s1600/Deixa-me_Amar___.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529391411475187266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLxYMVkTBkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/4JxE6cARcLY/s320/Deixa-me_Amar___.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria tanto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;S. Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queria tanto contigo estar,&lt;br /&gt;Olhar teu rosto e até sorrir,&lt;br /&gt;Mas, esta saudade a maltratar&lt;br /&gt;Meu pranto a me consumir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um momento juntinho a ti&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida inteira valeria.&lt;br /&gt;Desde quando te conheci&lt;br /&gt;Ser só teu eu gostaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração de tudo sabe&lt;br /&gt;Ele nunca me enganou.&lt;br /&gt;Tu inteirinha nele cabe&lt;br /&gt;O passado se apagou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo só em ti pensando&lt;br /&gt;Só falta teu nome chamar,&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que estou te amando&lt;br /&gt;Volte logo, vem me amar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-7598603635582887031?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/7598603635582887031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=7598603635582887031' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7598603635582887031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7598603635582887031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/queria-tanto.html' title='Queria tanto!'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLxYMVkTBkI/AAAAAAAAAPU/4JxE6cARcLY/s72-c/Deixa-me_Amar___.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-2860303483747331913</id><published>2010-10-18T10:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T10:14:59.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Um livro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLxWNTi79pI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sS8esK281hA/s1600/livro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529389229089224338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLxWNTi79pI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sS8esK281hA/s320/livro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um livro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser um livro&lt;br /&gt;e a ti me presentear.&lt;br /&gt;Tantas coisas eu diria,&lt;br /&gt;sem precisar pronunciar.&lt;br /&gt;De boa caligrafia e&lt;br /&gt;uma letra de cada vez,&lt;br /&gt;todo escrito eu seria,&lt;br /&gt;sem erros de Português.&lt;br /&gt;Não me importava de estar&lt;br /&gt;na gaveta ou no porão,&lt;br /&gt;no canto da prateleira&lt;br /&gt;ou até mesmo no chão.&lt;br /&gt;Nada seria em vão&lt;br /&gt;e meu sonho realizado,&lt;br /&gt;ser tocado por tua mão&lt;br /&gt;... e lentamente acariciado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-2860303483747331913?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/2860303483747331913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=2860303483747331913' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2860303483747331913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2860303483747331913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/um-livro.html' title='Um livro'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLxWNTi79pI/AAAAAAAAAPM/sS8esK281hA/s72-c/livro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-7507431308223063398</id><published>2010-10-17T19:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T13:44:58.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ausência'/><title type='text'>Ausência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLuE4bBZ-7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7oJO0YfbEx8/s1600/poesia_a_tua_ausencia_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLuE4bBZ-7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7oJO0YfbEx8/s320/poesia_a_tua_ausencia_1.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ausência&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faça da minha ausência&lt;br /&gt;um pequeno e leve intervalo&lt;br /&gt;para sentir-me de forma diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Quero que tenhas a certeza: &lt;br /&gt;mesmo quando calo,&lt;br /&gt;te carrego em mim de forma latente,&lt;br /&gt;como se estivesses aqui presente.&lt;br /&gt;Te seguro com cuidado e te embalo&lt;br /&gt;com as batidas do meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;nesta saborosa repetição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-7507431308223063398?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/7507431308223063398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=7507431308223063398' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7507431308223063398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7507431308223063398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/ausencia.html' title='Ausência'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLuE4bBZ-7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7oJO0YfbEx8/s72-c/poesia_a_tua_ausencia_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-378919803306628840</id><published>2010-10-17T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T19:13:45.010-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>... Na saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLuDDlLJBhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gwXoXIBKMKI/s1600/saudade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLuDDlLJBhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gwXoXIBKMKI/s1600/saudade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Na saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falaste em ficar ausente,&lt;br /&gt;me deu um aperto no peito.&lt;br /&gt;Eu te esperarei ansiosamente, &lt;br /&gt;como sempre tenho feito.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade não escolhe nome,&lt;br /&gt;nem tampouco o endereço.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade não olha o tamanho&lt;br /&gt;e nem mesmo a nossa idade.&lt;br /&gt;Ela vem sem perguntar &lt;br /&gt;se a quero ou mereço.&lt;br /&gt;Ela fica e tira uma parte &lt;br /&gt;de minha tranquilidade.&lt;br /&gt;Volta logo, não maltrates,&lt;br /&gt;um coração teu de verdade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-378919803306628840?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/378919803306628840/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=378919803306628840' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/378919803306628840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/378919803306628840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/na-saudade.html' title='... Na saudade'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLuDDlLJBhI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gwXoXIBKMKI/s72-c/saudade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4944996602579786908</id><published>2010-10-17T19:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T06:01:18.890-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dueto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beijo'/><title type='text'>Dueto - Aquele beijo/ Mais um beijo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLuBLklACCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/LW-HlOIxqM0/s1600/beijo.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="247" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLuBLklACCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/LW-HlOIxqM0/s320/beijo.jpg" width="320" border="0" ex="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele beijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odeteronchibaltazar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não faltava nada naquele beijo.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha a cor das manhãs, o cheiro do café coado na hora e a maciez das cobertas em dia de frio.&lt;br /&gt;Era um beijo com jeito de roubado, presente embrulhado em papel de seda e laço de fita.&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo com gosto de dia de folga, sabor de batata frita.&lt;br /&gt;Pensando bem, era mais que um beijo.&lt;br /&gt;Era a satisfação do desejo.&lt;br /&gt;Era mais que um toque de lábios e línguas, com direito a troca de sumos e sucos, afinal.&lt;br /&gt;Era uma penetração de almas em gozo.&lt;br /&gt;Era puro êxtase.&lt;br /&gt;Só faltava ser real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um beijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquele beijo marcado&lt;br /&gt;tinha o sabor do pecado,&lt;br /&gt;e nos fez sair da realidade,&lt;br /&gt;sentir o amor de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Coração disparou agitado,&lt;br /&gt;corpo tremendo, extasiado.&lt;br /&gt;Na boca o sinal pendente&lt;br /&gt;de quem quer tudo novamente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4944996602579786908?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4944996602579786908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4944996602579786908' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4944996602579786908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4944996602579786908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/dueto.html' title='Dueto - Aquele beijo/ Mais um beijo'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TLuBLklACCI/AAAAAAAAAPA/LW-HlOIxqM0/s72-c/beijo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-8652120449376269284</id><published>2010-10-15T15:37:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T15:47:37.751-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homenagem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sergio holtz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luciana de aquino'/><title type='text'>Trajetória</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Trajetória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A estrada já existia...&amp;nbsp;O seu percurso era extenso&lt;br /&gt;mas ainda não sabia que o sofrimento era imenso.&lt;br /&gt;No caminho havia espinhos e ela passou sorrindo... &lt;br /&gt;Soltou sua voz de mansinho e o mundo ficou luzindo.&lt;br /&gt;Ela também não sabia que logo deixaria saudades &lt;br /&gt;pois um anjo a levaria , deixando suas mensagens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - * - - - -&lt;br /&gt;Dedico esta página à Juliana de Aquino,&lt;br /&gt;que esteve naquele voo para París.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="200" width="280"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DzG78l83kNM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DzG78l83kNM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="false" width="280" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-8652120449376269284?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/8652120449376269284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=8652120449376269284' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8652120449376269284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8652120449376269284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/trajetoria.html' title='Trajetória'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-3633843027820197507</id><published>2010-10-01T07:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T07:40:34.853-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desejo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amar'/><title type='text'>Pedidos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKXIXn0KT9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Jn0mD6OZk5Q/s1600/amar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523040826190090194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKXIXn0KT9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Jn0mD6OZk5Q/s320/amar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e quando me pedes assim,&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo inteiro estremece&lt;br /&gt;e todo o universo parece&lt;br /&gt;que chega mais perto de mim!&lt;br /&gt;... e quando te chegas aos poucos,&lt;br /&gt;meus sentidos ficam loucos.&lt;br /&gt;É tão impossível controlar&lt;br /&gt;este insensato jeito de amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;Viamão-RS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-3633843027820197507?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/3633843027820197507/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=3633843027820197507' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3633843027820197507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3633843027820197507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/pedidos.html' title='Pedidos'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKXIXn0KT9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Jn0mD6OZk5Q/s72-c/amar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-6650594297533131932</id><published>2010-10-01T07:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T07:34:33.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adeus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='família'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filhos'/><title type='text'>Poetando em família: meus filhos Bruno e Breno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKXGFfVsljI/AAAAAAAAAOw/egpUTbr8FhI/s1600/adeus2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKXGFfVsljI/AAAAAAAAAOw/egpUTbr8FhI/s320/adeus2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aonde está você... onde? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De mala cheia você se foi, &lt;br /&gt;deixando-me sozinho...&lt;br /&gt;De mala pronta você se foi,&lt;br /&gt;sem me dar adeus... &lt;br /&gt;De mala feita você se foi, &lt;br /&gt;sem deixar nada...&lt;br /&gt;De mala organizada você se foi,&lt;br /&gt;sem dizer nada...&lt;br /&gt;Aonde você esta,&lt;br /&gt;não sei e ninguém sabe, &lt;br /&gt;somente Deus.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se soubesse aonde você está, &lt;br /&gt;iria aí só para dizer adeus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Holtz&lt;br /&gt;(primeiro poema 31/01/2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKXGcHrY1ZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2kouacf90Mk/s1600/familiad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKXGcHrY1ZI/AAAAAAAAAO0/2kouacf90Mk/s320/familiad.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Família &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É amizade, amor... &lt;br /&gt;é muito carinho, alegria!&lt;br /&gt;E o mais importante &lt;br /&gt;é o afeto de um familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breno Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-6650594297533131932?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/6650594297533131932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=6650594297533131932' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6650594297533131932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6650594297533131932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/10/poetando-em-familia-meus-filhos-bruno-e.html' title='Poetando em família: meus filhos Bruno e Breno'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKXGFfVsljI/AAAAAAAAAOw/egpUTbr8FhI/s72-c/adeus2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-2203681423779444231</id><published>2010-09-28T07:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T07:55:32.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sergio holtz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vestida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paixão'/><title type='text'>Encontro-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKHWInKvnQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/nR8x2JYgmoY/s1600/Love+Heart.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="293" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKHWInKvnQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/nR8x2JYgmoY/s320/Love+Heart.jpg" width="320" border="0" px="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Encontro-te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontro-te assim...&lt;br /&gt;toda enfeitada para mim,&lt;br /&gt;de flores vestida.&lt;br /&gt;Por que pensar em partida?&lt;br /&gt;De ti vertem aromas e sabores&lt;br /&gt;que a cada carícia eu sinto.&lt;br /&gt;Dispo-te das flores&lt;br /&gt;e com meus beijos te pinto.&lt;br /&gt;Esboço tuas formas nessa tela,&lt;br /&gt;como se fosse uma aquarela,&lt;br /&gt;mas, onde estará tua imagem,&lt;br /&gt;teria sido uma miragem?&lt;br /&gt;Neste momento, então,&lt;br /&gt;invade-me a paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Tu não estiveste aqui,&lt;br /&gt;foi em sonho que te vi.&lt;br /&gt;Ao despertar,&lt;br /&gt;quis matar a saudade,&lt;br /&gt;mas, aos poucos,&lt;br /&gt;é ela que irá me matar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Imagem by Carmen &lt;a href="mailto:P@nter"&gt;P@nter&lt;/a&gt;®&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-2203681423779444231?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/2203681423779444231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=2203681423779444231' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2203681423779444231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2203681423779444231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/09/encontro-te.html' title='Encontro-te'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TKHWInKvnQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/nR8x2JYgmoY/s72-c/Love+Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-6980567941151101529</id><published>2010-09-25T20:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T20:17:31.231-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sergio holtz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>da saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TJ6Q1_TDxFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/l4OihuZKOMg/s1600/LOVE4~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521009450401645650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TJ6Q1_TDxFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/l4OihuZKOMg/s320/LOVE4~1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plantei flores de verdade&lt;br /&gt;Na frente do meu jardim,&lt;br /&gt;Qual bandeira da saudade&lt;br /&gt;Que tu deixaste em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Branca, é delas a cor,&lt;br /&gt;Como tu as preferias.&lt;br /&gt;Dividirão comigo a dor,&lt;br /&gt;Naquelas horas vazias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que já não é possível&lt;br /&gt;Falar contigo de perto.&lt;br /&gt;Nos vãos de tempo cabível,&lt;br /&gt;Sinto meu ferimento aberto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu lugar, dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Ele jamais será ocupado&lt;br /&gt;E queria que fosse assim:&lt;br /&gt;Ter-te aqui ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagens by Carmen(P@nter)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-6980567941151101529?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/6980567941151101529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=6980567941151101529' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6980567941151101529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6980567941151101529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/09/da-saudade.html' title='da saudade'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TJ6Q1_TDxFI/AAAAAAAAAOk/l4OihuZKOMg/s72-c/LOVE4~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-3486245363686002512</id><published>2010-09-25T19:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T19:39:10.544-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sergio holtz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Queria dizer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TJ6HXA0ntbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0TPny5fMUi4/s1600/TOPTOLHOHO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TJ6HXA0ntbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0TPny5fMUi4/s1600/TOPTOLHOHO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TJ6HXA0ntbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0TPny5fMUi4/s320/TOPTOLHOHO.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria dizer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como cheguei aqui? Não sei...&lt;br /&gt;Queria poder te contar, &lt;br /&gt;queria dizer tantas coisas! Falar&lt;br /&gt;tudo que até agora eu calei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que bom seria se tu soubesses &lt;br /&gt;deste amor que há no peito!&lt;br /&gt;Mas acho que não tem jeito.&lt;br /&gt;Só Deus me escutará em preces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;Viamão-RS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem by Jurema Perez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/38621878-3486245363686002512?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/3486245363686002512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=3486245363686002512' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3486245363686002512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3486245363686002512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/09/queria-dizer.html' title='Queria dizer...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TJ6HXA0ntbI/AAAAAAAAAOg/0TPny5fMUi4/s72-c/TOPTOLHOHO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4349943140575461522</id><published>2010-09-13T15:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T06:34:01.930-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sergio holtz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Motivos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TI5-4vMJ70I/AAAAAAAAAOc/vp2HvYpXXwg/s1600/topjanela5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TI5-4vMJ70I/AAAAAAAAAOc/vp2HvYpXXwg/s320/topjanela5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para onde foste agora ? &lt;br /&gt;Aquele teu perfume não sinto!&lt;br /&gt;Te procuro todo dia, cada hora... &lt;br /&gt;quando digo "te amo", não minto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os motivos desta vida &lt;br /&gt;são difíceis de entender, &lt;br /&gt;e depois da tua partida &lt;br /&gt;estou sem graça para viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu tenho a esperança &lt;br /&gt;de poder te reencontrar &lt;br /&gt;e correr feito criança... &lt;br /&gt;dar mil abraços e te beijar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem by Jurema Perez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4349943140575461522?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4349943140575461522/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4349943140575461522' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4349943140575461522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4349943140575461522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/09/motivos.html' title='Motivos'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TI5-4vMJ70I/AAAAAAAAAOc/vp2HvYpXXwg/s72-c/topjanela5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-8578628020275793897</id><published>2010-08-27T08:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:12:01.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poesia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sergio holtz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Encontro-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/THgRwx7sEbI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E5dhxUSB-Zw/s1600/PINTURA-A-OLEO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/THgRwx7sEbI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E5dhxUSB-Zw/s320/PINTURA-A-OLEO.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontro-te&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontro-te assim...&lt;br /&gt;toda enfeitada para mim, &lt;br /&gt;de flores vestida.&lt;br /&gt;Por que pensar em partida?&lt;br /&gt;De ti vertem aromas e sabores&lt;br /&gt;que a cada carícia eu sinto.&lt;br /&gt;Dispo-te das flores&lt;br /&gt;e com meus beijos te pinto.&lt;br /&gt;Esboço tuas formas nessa tela,&lt;br /&gt;como se fosse uma aquarela, &lt;br /&gt;mas, onde estará tua imagem, &lt;br /&gt;teria sido uma miragem?&lt;br /&gt;Neste momento, então,&lt;br /&gt;invade-me a paixão.&lt;br /&gt;Tu não estiveste aqui, &lt;br /&gt;foi em sonho que te vi.&lt;br /&gt;Ao despertar,&lt;br /&gt;quis matar a saudade,&lt;br /&gt;mas, aos poucos,&lt;br /&gt;é ela que irá me matar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-8578628020275793897?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/8578628020275793897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=8578628020275793897' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8578628020275793897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8578628020275793897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/08/encontro-te.html' title='Encontro-te'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/THgRwx7sEbI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E5dhxUSB-Zw/s72-c/PINTURA-A-OLEO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-5614327108988219967</id><published>2010-07-09T21:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T21:12:45.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Já é noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDfI9bnFQcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/mSAy6UDxHqY/s1600/pordosol1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDfI9bnFQcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/mSAy6UDxHqY/s320/pordosol1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492079228310864322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já é noite&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Longa foi minha jornada,&lt;br /&gt;me dirijo para a estrada...&lt;br /&gt;Faço de tudo para apressar&lt;br /&gt;e a teu lado poder estar.&lt;br /&gt;As luzes já estão acesas,&lt;br /&gt;os jantares sobre as mesas.&lt;br /&gt;É noite e não pude ainda voltar.&lt;br /&gt;Passam as quadras na avenida,&lt;br /&gt;parece que nunca vou chegar .&lt;br /&gt;A saudades é grande,&lt;br /&gt;por teu nome estive a chamar.&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente aqui estou,&lt;br /&gt;mas não pude te alcançar.&lt;br /&gt;Agora me resta esperar,&lt;br /&gt;o tempo que precisar...&lt;br /&gt;Guardei em minha boca,&lt;br /&gt;um beijo para te dar.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-5614327108988219967?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/5614327108988219967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=5614327108988219967' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5614327108988219967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5614327108988219967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/07/ja-e-noite.html' title='Já é noite'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDfI9bnFQcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/mSAy6UDxHqY/s72-c/pordosol1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-1663732770007804409</id><published>2010-07-09T15:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T15:15:18.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que hoje é um dia especial...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDd0r9t11zI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8a_PkN4tHxI/s1600/byjoselia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDd0r9t11zI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8a_PkN4tHxI/s320/byjoselia2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491986569251641138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que hoje é um dia especial...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hoje o sol despontou faceiro&lt;br /&gt;mas foi ela quem o viu primeiro... &lt;br /&gt;porque hoje é um dia especial.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hoje a rosa ficou tão cheirosa&lt;br /&gt;parecendo até mais formosa...  &lt;br /&gt;porque hoje é um dia especial.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hoje teremos muitos abraços &lt;br /&gt;daquela que seguiu nossos passos... &lt;br /&gt;porque hoje é um dia especial.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hoje teremos lágrimas até &lt;br /&gt;mas não devemos perder a fé... &lt;br /&gt;porque hoje é um dia especial.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu deixo um carinho &lt;br /&gt;Mesmo estando sozinho...  &lt;br /&gt;porque hoje é um dia especial.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Te amo mãe... &lt;br /&gt;Por que tu me ensinaste&lt;br /&gt;que sempre será um dia especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem by Josélia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-1663732770007804409?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/1663732770007804409/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=1663732770007804409' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1663732770007804409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1663732770007804409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/07/por-que-hoje-e-um-dia-especial.html' title='Por que hoje é um dia especial...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDd0r9t11zI/AAAAAAAAAN8/8a_PkN4tHxI/s72-c/byjoselia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-6196408924695826965</id><published>2010-07-09T15:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T15:12:18.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O sonho da menina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDd0W-xRsXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Cs0IYm2r5-Q/s1600/menina2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDd0W-xRsXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Cs0IYm2r5-Q/s320/menina2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491986208757231986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;O sonho da menina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O seu sorriso era lindo,&lt;br /&gt;Seu cabelo ela trançava... &lt;br /&gt;Corria com braços altos &lt;br /&gt;Qual andorinha que voava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parecia ter muita pressa, &lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei dizer onde ia, &lt;br /&gt;Sempre mostrava no rosto&lt;br /&gt;Que tinha tudo o que queria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o tempo foi passando... &lt;br /&gt;E a menina entristeceu, &lt;br /&gt;Passou a buscar respostas, &lt;br /&gt;Por que alguém a esqueceu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela vivia sonhando &lt;br /&gt;Que o mundo era dourado &lt;br /&gt;Mas logo ficou sabendo &lt;br /&gt;Que o sonho havia acabado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá de cima Alguém a viu&lt;br /&gt;Soluçando escondida... &lt;br /&gt;Aquela ave então partiu, &lt;br /&gt;Foi viver uma outra vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dedicado à minha irmã)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-6196408924695826965?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/6196408924695826965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=6196408924695826965' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6196408924695826965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6196408924695826965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-sonho-da-menina.html' title='O sonho da menina'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDd0W-xRsXI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Cs0IYm2r5-Q/s72-c/menina2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-8023342028919398346</id><published>2010-07-05T10:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T10:39:17.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Querida!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDHubGPilCI/AAAAAAAAANs/XGFQha18vek/s1600/Showing_Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDHubGPilCI/AAAAAAAAANs/XGFQha18vek/s320/Showing_Love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490431570041017378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Querida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dá-me um sorriso largo,&lt;br /&gt;dá-me um beijo carinhoso,&lt;br /&gt;dá-me ainda a certeza &lt;br /&gt;que nosso amor é poderoso.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eu sigo meu caminho dolente&lt;br /&gt;mas ele vale toda a pena, &lt;br /&gt;nele tenho a ti, a vida... tudo, &lt;br /&gt;sou apenas teu e tu és minha pequena.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Viamão-Rs&lt;br /&gt;02-07-2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-8023342028919398346?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/8023342028919398346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=8023342028919398346' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8023342028919398346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8023342028919398346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/07/querida.html' title='Querida!'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TDHubGPilCI/AAAAAAAAANs/XGFQha18vek/s72-c/Showing_Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-5983164147599610907</id><published>2010-07-03T07:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T19:35:23.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seu abraço</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TC8gRwYcF8I/AAAAAAAAANk/3sY7iPWfaXk/s1600/abraco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TC8gRwYcF8I/AAAAAAAAANk/3sY7iPWfaXk/s320/abraco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489641960205195202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu abraço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde está o seu abraço, &lt;br /&gt;para onde foi agora?&lt;br /&gt;que nem liga ao que faço, &lt;br /&gt;nem percebe alguém que chora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este abraço, eu queria... &lt;br /&gt;nem que fosse uma vez mais, &lt;br /&gt;por certo que ele mudaria&lt;br /&gt;os meus dias tão banais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu vivo sem você, &lt;br /&gt;sem seu abraço amado... &lt;br /&gt;outros braços para quê, &lt;br /&gt;neste mundo abandonado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viamão-RS&lt;br /&gt;03/07/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-5983164147599610907?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/5983164147599610907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=5983164147599610907' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5983164147599610907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5983164147599610907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/07/teu-abraco.html' title='Seu abraço'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TC8gRwYcF8I/AAAAAAAAANk/3sY7iPWfaXk/s72-c/abraco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-8439505994704249121</id><published>2010-07-02T12:23:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T12:33:18.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Curtinhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TC4TB3-BzcI/AAAAAAAAANc/11i1fq36_V0/s1600/bylucia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TC4TB3-BzcI/AAAAAAAAANc/11i1fq36_V0/s320/bylucia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489345918736125378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No grande vazio que foi deixado em mim&lt;br /&gt;procuro vestígios de quem tanto amei,&lt;br /&gt;lá não encontro nem motivos para o fim...&lt;br /&gt;se sabe a resposta, -diga-me, eu não sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É quando a noite chega,&lt;br /&gt;que eu te sinto mais minha... &lt;br /&gt;e coloco-me aos teus pés, &lt;br /&gt;como se fosses minha rainha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22-05-2010&lt;br /&gt;Viamão - RS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andarilho neste mundão...&lt;br /&gt;sem paradas programadas,&lt;br /&gt;sempre dirigido pelo coração,&lt;br /&gt;mas no fundo eu sigo as pegadas&lt;br /&gt;que Você deixou pelo chão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espelho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Olho no espelho e não me vejo&lt;br /&gt;Por que lá eu só procuro por ti,&lt;br /&gt;Que é o motivo de meu desejo,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sabendo não estar aqui.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;RS\ 28-05-2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Pensamentos fortes, que nascem  &lt;br /&gt;com o bater do coração, e se vão... &lt;br /&gt;E mesmo depois que eu partir, eles  &lt;br /&gt;ainda flutuarão..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/04/2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHUVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lá fora, a chuva desce mansa,&lt;br /&gt;enquanto aqui te espero tanto.&lt;br /&gt;E este meu sofrer não se cansa,&lt;br /&gt;confunde o chuviscar e meu pranto.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Junho/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem by Lucia Smani&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-8439505994704249121?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/8439505994704249121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=8439505994704249121' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8439505994704249121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8439505994704249121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/07/procuro-s.html' title='Curtinhos'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TC4TB3-BzcI/AAAAAAAAANc/11i1fq36_V0/s72-c/bylucia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-3130722296591795092</id><published>2010-07-02T09:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T09:36:00.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TC3q5siIWgI/AAAAAAAAANU/LSVZjCm9BvM/s1600/byjoselia.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489301797762259458" style="FLOAT: left; 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Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua mão delicada, a pele macia,&lt;br /&gt;tua boca vermelha que nela eu via&lt;br /&gt;o brilho e o tremor... querendo amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teus olhos, espelhos, e neles eu vejo&lt;br /&gt;pedidos, queixumes, paixão e desejo...&lt;br /&gt;fazem que eu queira sentir teu calor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabelos de seda um tanto ondulados...&lt;br /&gt;meus dedos deslizam, penso pecados,&lt;br /&gt;eu quero a minha vida contigo, onde for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viamão-RS&lt;br /&gt;28/06/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagem by Josélia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-3130722296591795092?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/3130722296591795092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=3130722296591795092' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3130722296591795092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3130722296591795092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/07/quero.html' title=''/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/TC3q5siIWgI/AAAAAAAAANU/LSVZjCm9BvM/s72-c/byjoselia.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-2546034819462053389</id><published>2010-05-18T19:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T19:03:38.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que fostes ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/S_Mcrkh77NI/AAAAAAAAANM/lkX306dcVFo/s1600/lourdes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472749507051252946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/S_Mcrkh77NI/AAAAAAAAANM/lkX306dcVFo/s320/lourdes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que fostes ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para minha mãe, in memoriam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu estavas maravilhosa, tão linda,&lt;br /&gt;como nunca havia te visto antes ...&lt;br /&gt;Será que eu não despertara ainda&lt;br /&gt;ou meus olhos que eram mutantes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repousavas entre tantas flores,&lt;br /&gt;mas, delas despertavas ciúmes,&lt;br /&gt;Eram tuas as mais belas cores&lt;br /&gt;e só teus eram queles perfumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o final da missão veio, então,&lt;br /&gt;como ave libertada, tu partistes&lt;br /&gt;e só me restaram os dias tristes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, vazia está minha mão&lt;br /&gt;que segurou a tua com carinho,&lt;br /&gt;tateiam o vazio... fiquei sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-2546034819462053389?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/2546034819462053389/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=2546034819462053389' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2546034819462053389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2546034819462053389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/05/por-que-fostes.html' title='Por que fostes ?'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/S_Mcrkh77NI/AAAAAAAAANM/lkX306dcVFo/s72-c/lourdes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4011871266737183618</id><published>2010-04-19T12:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:04:33.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria Isabel Holtz (in memoriam)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/S8x-pgKB7aI/AAAAAAAAANE/ueJOYsPEemQ/s1600/eternamente+voar+2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461879699565309346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/S8x-pgKB7aI/AAAAAAAAANE/ueJOYsPEemQ/s320/eternamente+voar+2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternamente Voar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Isabel Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero ser poema&lt;br /&gt;Nem ser uma pessoa rimada,&lt;br /&gt;Queria ser como os pombos,&lt;br /&gt;Que voam livres e sem mistério,&lt;br /&gt;Pra quem todos olham e nem notam&lt;br /&gt;Se as penas são brancas, azuis ou sem cor.&lt;br /&gt;São vistos de longe&lt;br /&gt;E sempre voam lá em cima&lt;br /&gt;E quando descem nem ligam&lt;br /&gt;Se o solo está seco ou molhado.&lt;br /&gt;- Quem sabe, um dia, eu alce vôo&lt;br /&gt;E pouse sobre uma das Mãos de Deus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Isabel Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 25/12/1961 - 07/11/2009 )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4011871266737183618?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4011871266737183618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4011871266737183618' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4011871266737183618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4011871266737183618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/04/maria-isabel-holtz.html' title='Maria Isabel Holtz (in memoriam)'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/S8x-pgKB7aI/AAAAAAAAANE/ueJOYsPEemQ/s72-c/eternamente+voar+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-614052083389678841</id><published>2010-03-14T15:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T05:53:01.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sempre...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/S5080tnxDWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/89_wSZfymU8/s1600-h/back_3660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448578000485420386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/S5080tnxDWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/89_wSZfymU8/s320/back_3660.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velho coração, das tantas batidas...&lt;br /&gt;Por que zombas assim, quase debochado,&lt;br /&gt;se sempre te levo com todo o cuidado&lt;br /&gt;mesmo que me cause algumas feridas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velho coração, já meio cansado,&lt;br /&gt;tu sempre estiveste aqui junto comigo.&lt;br /&gt;É assim que se trata um grande amigo?&lt;br /&gt;- Ouve-me - e deixa as birras de lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velho coração, quando partir&lt;br /&gt;levar-me-ás contigo pra nova morada.&lt;br /&gt;Mas antes eu peço: - Deixa-me sentir&lt;br /&gt;o sabor do beijo da minha amada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velho coração... de tantos segredos,&lt;br /&gt;apaga pra sempre as dores, os medos.&lt;br /&gt;Poupa-me somente este bem-querer,&lt;br /&gt;permite que eu seja o que sempre quis ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem by Eneliram&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-614052083389678841?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/614052083389678841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=614052083389678841' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/614052083389678841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/614052083389678841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2010/03/sempre.html' title='Sempre...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/S5080tnxDWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/89_wSZfymU8/s72-c/back_3660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-7825903065536180010</id><published>2009-06-10T19:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T19:54:25.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tua geografia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SjBHhCTon_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/VJS-y4AfI90/s1600-h/Image44a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345851390569258994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SjBHhCTon_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/VJS-y4AfI90/s320/Image44a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua geografia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes o que eu faria contigo,&lt;br /&gt;se estivesse ao teu lado agora ?&lt;br /&gt;Cobrir-te-ia de carícias,&lt;br /&gt;dançaria sem demora,&lt;br /&gt;olharia intensamente&lt;br /&gt;para teus lindos olhos,&lt;br /&gt;soltaria toda a tua roupa,&lt;br /&gt;bem devagarinho...&lt;br /&gt;Dar-te-ia um banho de gato&lt;br /&gt;passeando por tua pele,&lt;br /&gt;contornando teu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;causando-te arrepios,&lt;br /&gt;trazendo calafrios.&lt;br /&gt;Finalizaria com um longo passeio,&lt;br /&gt;no centro de tua geografia...&lt;br /&gt;Se ainda não estou louco,&lt;br /&gt;exatamente assim eu faria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-7825903065536180010?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/7825903065536180010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=7825903065536180010' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7825903065536180010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7825903065536180010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2009/06/tua-geografia.html' title='Tua geografia'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SjBHhCTon_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/VJS-y4AfI90/s72-c/Image44a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4267987989074940083</id><published>2009-04-27T17:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:24:01.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poemas na pele...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SfYiM-YeqDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0lQsD30cg1A/s1600-h/pele2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SfYiM-YeqDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0lQsD30cg1A/s320/pele2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329484815339006002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poemas na pele...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Escrevo poemas direto em tua pele, &lt;br /&gt;assim eu escrevo poesias de amor. &lt;br /&gt;Desenho versos  &lt;br /&gt;com a ponta dos dedos...&lt;br /&gt;e rabisco meu nome bem junto do teu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo poemas enquanto te beijo &lt;br /&gt;e sinto os desejos que brotam de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Esboço duetos: &lt;br /&gt; meus lábios e os teus...&lt;br /&gt;Entrelace perfeito de corpo e de alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo poemas de amor em tua face, &lt;br /&gt;e leio respostas dentro de teus olhos.&lt;br /&gt;Assim eu rascunho...&lt;br /&gt;o meu livro da vida, &lt;br /&gt;enquanto houver a caneta e o papel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4267987989074940083?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4267987989074940083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4267987989074940083' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4267987989074940083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4267987989074940083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2009/04/poemas-na-pele.html' title='Poemas na pele...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SfYiM-YeqDI/AAAAAAAAAMs/0lQsD30cg1A/s72-c/pele2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-427979215899164279</id><published>2009-03-19T10:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:12:53.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma vontade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ScJSzzgzd0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/aR9F7Z59kng/s1600-h/tag_lucia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ScJSzzgzd0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/aR9F7Z59kng/s320/tag_lucia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314901560205211458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma vontade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só dá você em meus pensamentos... &lt;br /&gt;e invadiu por completo o meu ser, &lt;br /&gt; agora... já nem sei o que vou fazer  &lt;br /&gt;para esconder estes sentimentos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, se faça presente então, &lt;br /&gt;venha estar aqui comigo... &lt;br /&gt;quero ser mais que um amigo,&lt;br /&gt;preciso estar além desta ilusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois... sigamos os rumos do amor, &lt;br /&gt;cada um do seu lado ou como for...&lt;br /&gt;isso não importa tanto assim,&lt;br /&gt;se a amo e seu amor é pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que fiquemos distantes,&lt;br /&gt;nada mais será como era antes...&lt;br /&gt;Adoro quando você me procura &lt;br /&gt;e fico até imaginando uma loucura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha vontade é de atravessar&lt;br /&gt;por esta ponte e não mais voltar, &lt;br /&gt;deixar o nosso amor acontecer&lt;br /&gt;E só deste jeito então viver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem by Lucia Smani&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-427979215899164279?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/427979215899164279/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=427979215899164279' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/427979215899164279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/427979215899164279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-vontade.html' title='Uma vontade...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ScJSzzgzd0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/aR9F7Z59kng/s72-c/tag_lucia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-1221582579301177528</id><published>2009-02-28T17:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T17:36:57.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquarela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SamuSvA30LI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lLW6tKUCt0A/s1600-h/byluciasasholtz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SamuSvA30LI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lLW6tKUCt0A/s320/byluciasasholtz2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307965272713842866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquarela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Toda a vez que ela vem assim...&lt;br /&gt;com cores e jeitos pra mim, &lt;br /&gt;percebo que algo não foi mencionado &lt;br /&gt;e sinto até o sabor de um pecado.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Há algo que não pode ser&lt;br /&gt;mas que me atrevo a dizer... &lt;br /&gt;Quando a vejo através da janela &lt;br /&gt;imagino que são dois, em uma só tela.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Daquilo que gosto, parece que adivinha...&lt;br /&gt;Perco-me nas metades da transparente aquarela, &lt;br /&gt;Já não sei onde é que começa a minha &lt;br /&gt;Nem mesmo onde termina a dela.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem by Lucia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-1221582579301177528?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/1221582579301177528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=1221582579301177528' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1221582579301177528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1221582579301177528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2009/02/aquarela.html' title='Aquarela'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SamuSvA30LI/AAAAAAAAAMU/lLW6tKUCt0A/s72-c/byluciasasholtz2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-5164659282998057802</id><published>2009-02-28T08:42:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T17:13:34.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SakxpMkecLI/AAAAAAAAAME/tFOeXxxjgas/s1600-h/bylucia_sasholtz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307828219651453106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SakxpMkecLI/AAAAAAAAAME/tFOeXxxjgas/s320/bylucia_sasholtz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha Vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto eu queria que fosses&lt;br /&gt;a minha linda namorada...&lt;br /&gt;Das flores do meu jardim,&lt;br /&gt;te queria igual ramada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria também que fosses&lt;br /&gt;minha amante e amada,&lt;br /&gt;que ficasse sempre comigo&lt;br /&gt;durante toda esta jornada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria que fosses ainda&lt;br /&gt;a minha menina querida...&lt;br /&gt;de tantas que há no mundo,&lt;br /&gt;a minha musa preferida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tu és mais do que tudo isso:&lt;br /&gt;És a minha própria vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem by Lucia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-5164659282998057802?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/5164659282998057802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=5164659282998057802' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5164659282998057802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5164659282998057802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2009/02/minha-vida.html' title='Minha Vida'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SakxpMkecLI/AAAAAAAAAME/tFOeXxxjgas/s72-c/bylucia_sasholtz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-2986034192116256530</id><published>2009-01-05T10:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:38:14.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Parem as bombas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SWIatrSqkXI/AAAAAAAAALg/uqEKlv6Rolg/s1600-h/paremasbombas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287818284503830898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SWIatrSqkXI/AAAAAAAAALg/uqEKlv6Rolg/s320/paremasbombas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parem as bombas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que parem logo com esta guerra...&lt;br /&gt;Ela mancha todo o chão de vermelho.&lt;br /&gt;Estão acabando com a prometida terra,&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que o mundo interceda de joelhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor parem com as mortes!&lt;br /&gt;Estes conflitos só causam destruição&lt;br /&gt;Treme o chão com as explosões fortes&lt;br /&gt;Estremece o corpo de cada irmão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até quando, óh Senhor nosso Deus,&lt;br /&gt;Estes homens estarão se odiando?&lt;br /&gt;Mostra-lhes o que estão procurando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo que todos são filhos Teus&lt;br /&gt;Permita o amor em cada coração,&lt;br /&gt;Que Cristo não tenha morrido em vão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem by Tere Penhabe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-2986034192116256530?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/2986034192116256530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=2986034192116256530' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2986034192116256530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2986034192116256530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2009/01/parem-as-bombas.html' title='Parem as bombas!'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SWIatrSqkXI/AAAAAAAAALg/uqEKlv6Rolg/s72-c/paremasbombas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-1539836545148148740</id><published>2008-10-10T06:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T15:12:08.619-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ausência'/><title type='text'>Com que direito?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SO8z9qgkeWI/AAAAAAAAALY/TMQSYKjirRg/s1600-h/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255476424640592226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SO8z9qgkeWI/AAAAAAAAALY/TMQSYKjirRg/s320/alone.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com que direito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... então senti-me sozinho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por acaso não sabias da dor?&lt;br /&gt;Tu mostraste-me o amor,&lt;br /&gt;Ensinaste-me o caminho...&lt;br /&gt;Em tudo havia carinho.&lt;br /&gt;Tu entregaste-me a vida,&lt;br /&gt;Toda enfeitada... colorida.&lt;br /&gt;Com tuas mãos mágicas,&lt;br /&gt;Tu cultivaste as flores.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o tempo, tudo levou&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, o vaso está seco...&lt;br /&gt;E meus olhos estão úmidos.&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais é perfeito,&lt;br /&gt;E agora eu preciso saber,&lt;br /&gt;quem te deu este direito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-1539836545148148740?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/1539836545148148740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=1539836545148148740' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1539836545148148740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1539836545148148740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2008/10/com-que-direito.html' title='Com que direito?'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SO8z9qgkeWI/AAAAAAAAALY/TMQSYKjirRg/s72-c/alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-6401944622723216983</id><published>2008-09-29T17:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:54:17.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Das Cores...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SOFN34ZxQiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NyAL0U0KrI0/s1600-h/mocinha-natura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251564262919324194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SOFN34ZxQiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NyAL0U0KrI0/s320/mocinha-natura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das Cores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho o céu, vejo as estrelas,&lt;br /&gt;E me ponho a imaginar:&lt;br /&gt;Que artesão pode tecê-las&lt;br /&gt;E com tanto cintilar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por certo não é daqui...&lt;br /&gt;Deve ser de outro lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei que copiou de ti,&lt;br /&gt;O lindo brilho do olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfeita sua criação,&lt;br /&gt;De tamanho infinito.&lt;br /&gt;Criou o céu e a terra,&lt;br /&gt;Com tudo que é bonito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por tudo que Ele fez&lt;br /&gt;Eu vivo a agradecer.&lt;br /&gt;Também agradeço a vez&lt;br /&gt;De poder te conhecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és meiga e querida,&lt;br /&gt;Meu caminho ilumina.&lt;br /&gt;Colores a minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Com teu jeito de menina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 17, 2006&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-6401944622723216983?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/6401944622723216983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=6401944622723216983' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6401944622723216983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6401944622723216983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2008/09/das-cores.html' title='Das Cores...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SOFN34ZxQiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NyAL0U0KrI0/s72-c/mocinha-natura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-2855496518768477459</id><published>2008-09-29T07:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:32:04.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SOC-s1P6JTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ncGAhRZrfjM/s1600-h/caoliroh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251406842931324210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SOC-s1P6JTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ncGAhRZrfjM/s320/caoliroh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;E ainda guardo em mim...&lt;br /&gt;O sentimento que encantava,&lt;br /&gt;Aquele amor que só dizia sim&lt;br /&gt;E até meus pecados perdoava&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ainda está em mim... &lt;br /&gt;O beijo matizado de carmim, &lt;br /&gt;Carregado de doces sabores&lt;br /&gt;E aquele aroma de jasmim.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sim, ainda está em mim&lt;br /&gt;A vontade de sentir sua pele,&lt;br /&gt;Porque só você fazia assim.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mas algo mudou, enfim...&lt;br /&gt;E hoje eu sinto a saudade, &lt;br /&gt;Pois falta você junto a mim.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-2855496518768477459?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/2855496518768477459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=2855496518768477459' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2855496518768477459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2855496518768477459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2008/09/ainda.html' title='Ainda'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SOC-s1P6JTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ncGAhRZrfjM/s72-c/caoliroh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-7707395311813415718</id><published>2008-07-28T15:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:19:59.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplesmente Maria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SI4a3ubxb-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/vMfx1YKR8OQ/s1600-h/top+-+simplesmente+Maria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228145762083368930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SI4a3ubxb-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/vMfx1YKR8OQ/s320/top+-+simplesmente+Maria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente Maria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Um grande sonho, um pequeno poema)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um sonho bem antigo, quem diria?&lt;br /&gt;E tanto quis ter uma filha, um dia...&lt;br /&gt;Adivinha, qual nome que eu lhe daria!&lt;br /&gt;Se pensou diferente? lhe digo - Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, Maria e outro também eu poderia&lt;br /&gt;Dizer a ela, enquanto que lhe sorria;&lt;br /&gt;Das coisas da vida... um pouco de poesia&lt;br /&gt;Que já faria parte do nome, e repetiria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um nome pequeno mas enorme expressão,&lt;br /&gt;E grandes mulheres também já usaram.&lt;br /&gt;Uma delas em especial, aparece em oração,&lt;br /&gt;Mas, digo da que meus sonhos embalaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só meu coração saberia, Maria!&lt;br /&gt;... simplesmente Maria&lt;br /&gt;... linda Maria&lt;br /&gt;... Maria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-7707395311813415718?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/7707395311813415718/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=7707395311813415718' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7707395311813415718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7707395311813415718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2008/07/simplesmente-maria.html' title='Simplesmente Maria'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SI4a3ubxb-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/vMfx1YKR8OQ/s72-c/top+-+simplesmente+Maria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-5584010554648602504</id><published>2008-06-06T06:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:19:59.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha menina!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SEkWybCesdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9rKygH6-IHM/s1600-h/top+-+hibisco5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208719499538117074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SEkWybCesdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9rKygH6-IHM/s320/top+-+hibisco5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha menina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim é a minha menina...&lt;br /&gt;Linda e muito sorridente,&lt;br /&gt;sua presença me faz feliz e diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Até o sol pede licença para chegar&lt;br /&gt;e por ela se põe a brilhar.&lt;br /&gt;Gosta da noite, das estrelas e do luar,&lt;br /&gt;ela está na minha mente.&lt;br /&gt;Quando longe dela estou,&lt;br /&gt;não consigo me aquietar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração fez a escolha,&lt;br /&gt;com minha razão se uniu.&lt;br /&gt;Bate forte descompassado,&lt;br /&gt;que do peito quer saltar.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a vida mais gostosa,&lt;br /&gt;sinto até certo arrepio.&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias de minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;a ela eu vou dedicar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-5584010554648602504?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/5584010554648602504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=5584010554648602504' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5584010554648602504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5584010554648602504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2008/06/minha-menina.html' title='Minha menina!'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SEkWybCesdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9rKygH6-IHM/s72-c/top+-+hibisco5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4501783957558186336</id><published>2008-06-05T07:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:00.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom seria...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SEfTNZF3BuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nvRKrIWqCEU/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208363721104492258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SEfTNZF3BuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nvRKrIWqCEU/s320/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom seria...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão bom seria, nesta hora,&lt;br /&gt;tê-la envolvida por meus braços,&lt;br /&gt;completamente tocada por meus lábios,&lt;br /&gt;dizer baixinho das sagas do coração,&lt;br /&gt;respirar o ar contendo teu perfume,&lt;br /&gt;sentir todo o calor de teu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;tocar lentamente a tua pele e,&lt;br /&gt;talvez, descobrir arrepios...&lt;br /&gt;Tão bom seria&lt;br /&gt;entregar-me de corpo e alma,&lt;br /&gt;sem lembrar do que está lá fora,&lt;br /&gt;como se o tempo tivesse parado&lt;br /&gt;para assistir ao nosso amor,&lt;br /&gt;e mostrar-te toda esta emoção&lt;br /&gt;que se derrama de meu interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4501783957558186336?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4501783957558186336/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4501783957558186336' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4501783957558186336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4501783957558186336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2008/06/bom-seria.html' title='Bom seria...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SEfTNZF3BuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nvRKrIWqCEU/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4863845552889138692</id><published>2008-05-02T21:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:00.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando aqui estás...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SBvB-aUqzaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/viGYrB40nXQ/s1600-h/couple2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195959873064062370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SBvB-aUqzaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/viGYrB40nXQ/s320/couple2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando aqui estás...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando aqui estás,&lt;br /&gt;A vida se enche de graça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando aqui estás,&lt;br /&gt;meu coração faz pirraça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando aqui estás...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem pra mim,&lt;br /&gt;que o dia está chegando ao fim,&lt;br /&gt;não me deixes sofrendo assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem depressa,&lt;br /&gt;que quero contigo estar,&lt;br /&gt;muitas flores te entregar,&lt;br /&gt;nosso espaço enfeitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em meio a tantos perfumes,&lt;br /&gt;Até os vasos sentirão ciúmes,&lt;br /&gt;da flor que estarei a abraçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem pra mim, amor,&lt;br /&gt;meu sonho torne realidade&lt;br /&gt;e me ame com toda vontade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando estás,&lt;br /&gt;meu sorriso abre faceiro,&lt;br /&gt;deixas em mim o teu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;que eu quero o tempo inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A alfazema vira cúmplice do jasmim,&lt;br /&gt;Quando estás assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4863845552889138692?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4863845552889138692/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4863845552889138692' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4863845552889138692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4863845552889138692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2008/05/quando-aqui-ests.html' title='Quando aqui estás...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SBvB-aUqzaI/AAAAAAAAAHs/viGYrB40nXQ/s72-c/couple2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-1287828789132288434</id><published>2008-04-21T19:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:00.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>E ela virá!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SA08taUqzZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/62asEZn58fk/s1600-h/vitoria2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191872696285842834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SA08taUqzZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/62asEZn58fk/s320/vitoria2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ela virá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que se cumpram as profecias...&lt;br /&gt;Vamos logo preparar a festança.&lt;br /&gt;Que ela toque com mãos macias&lt;br /&gt;um mundo repleto de esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seja ela meiga e muito amada,&lt;br /&gt;o motivo das maiores alegrias.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui esperamos a sua chegada,&lt;br /&gt;contando nos dedos, todos dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste vôo de chegada, não virá só.&lt;br /&gt;Com certeza, vai mudar a história&lt;br /&gt;e dela serão os carinhos da vovó&lt;br /&gt;... que hoje já a chama de Vitória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;11/10/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-1287828789132288434?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/1287828789132288434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=1287828789132288434' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1287828789132288434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1287828789132288434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2008/04/e-ela-vir.html' title='E ela virá!'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SA08taUqzZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/62asEZn58fk/s72-c/vitoria2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4072732183123207993</id><published>2008-04-13T17:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:00.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abraço vazio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SAJ218OqdwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/q1wl0HQ6r1Q/s1600-h/vazio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SAJ218OqdwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/q1wl0HQ6r1Q/s320/vazio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188840389757007618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abraço vazio!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez, a noite chegou&lt;br /&gt;e de novo meu coração chorou.&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez, eu chamei por ti&lt;br /&gt;e novamente, não estavas aqui.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Como viverei sem o teu amor?&lt;br /&gt;Preciso tanto sentir o teu calor,&lt;br /&gt;me sinto tão só e tenho frio...&lt;br /&gt;Te imagino aqui e abraço o vazio.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ***&lt;br /&gt;Abrazo vacio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La noche llego una vez mas&lt;br /&gt;mi corazon nuevamente lloro&lt;br /&gt;una vez mas te llame&lt;br /&gt;fue en vano no estabas aqui&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Como vivire sin tu amor?&lt;br /&gt;preciso tanto sentir tu calor,&lt;br /&gt;me siento tan solo y tengo frio...&lt;br /&gt;Te imagino aqui solo abrazo el vacio&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tradução de Maria Elena Sancho (Argentina)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4072732183123207993?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4072732183123207993/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4072732183123207993' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4072732183123207993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4072732183123207993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2008/04/abrao-vazio.html' title='Abraço vazio!'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/SAJ218OqdwI/AAAAAAAAAHc/q1wl0HQ6r1Q/s72-c/vazio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-1153610638065533707</id><published>2008-01-04T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:00.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Teus poemas: meus sonhos... ilusão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R36F3fERKcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/y1zgV4zsjSE/s1600-h/sash_teuspoemas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151702212037126594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R36F3fERKcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/y1zgV4zsjSE/s320/sash_teuspoemas3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teus poemas: meus sonhos... ilusão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu escreves tão lindos poemas e me encanto.&lt;br /&gt;E eu vou sentindo como se fossem todinhos só meus...&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico te imaginando&lt;br /&gt;sempre assim,&lt;br /&gt;tu me dás graça,&lt;br /&gt;tu me forneces o brilho da vida...&lt;br /&gt;o sabor dos beijos...&lt;br /&gt;o perfume no ar,&lt;br /&gt;tu estás em todo lugar.&lt;br /&gt;E eu quero assim te amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-1153610638065533707?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/1153610638065533707/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=1153610638065533707' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1153610638065533707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1153610638065533707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2008/01/teus-poemas-meus-sonhos-iluso.html' title='Teus poemas: meus sonhos... ilusão'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R36F3fERKcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/y1zgV4zsjSE/s72-c/sash_teuspoemas3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-844231661073312955</id><published>2007-11-25T13:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T18:18:19.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dueto - Cúmplices/ A noite diz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0m1PvuN-KI/AAAAAAAAAGo/e9KJLMFOpps/s1600-h/anoite-byholtz.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136836132105746594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0m1PvuN-KI/AAAAAAAAAGo/e9KJLMFOpps/s320/anoite-byholtz.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cúmplices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odeteronchibaltazar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixei meu corpo inteiro&lt;br /&gt;em teu colo&lt;br /&gt;e quando amanheceu&lt;br /&gt;as estrelas ainda brilhavam&lt;br /&gt;nos olhos meus.&lt;br /&gt;Agora este sol ingrato&lt;br /&gt;me acorda e diz:&lt;br /&gt;" A vida segue,&lt;br /&gt;trata de ser feliz!"&lt;br /&gt;Posso ir, sim.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não esqueças do nosso trato:&lt;br /&gt;"Quando anoitecer,&lt;br /&gt;sonhamos juntos outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;Escuta o que a noite diz!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odeteronchibaltazar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite diz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... que é preciso ancorar,&lt;br /&gt;eu devo estar com você.&lt;br /&gt;... é hora de namorar,&lt;br /&gt;apenas estar com você.&lt;br /&gt;... a lua está pra chegar,&lt;br /&gt;e eu preciso de você.&lt;br /&gt;... que eu quero&lt;br /&gt;te dar este colo,&lt;br /&gt;teu rosto afagar&lt;br /&gt;nesta noite louca,&lt;br /&gt;na relva ou no solo...&lt;br /&gt;quero beijar tua boca&lt;br /&gt;e tuas formas decorar.&lt;br /&gt;Chegou a noite!&lt;br /&gt;Ela fala do teu amor,&lt;br /&gt;e também diz:&lt;br /&gt;que és maravilhosa,&lt;br /&gt;delicada como uma flor&lt;br /&gt;já é hora de ser feliz...&lt;br /&gt;que você está querendo&lt;br /&gt;aquilo que eu sempre quis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-844231661073312955?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/844231661073312955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=844231661073312955' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/844231661073312955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/844231661073312955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/11/dueto-cmplices-noite-diz.html' title='Dueto - Cúmplices/ A noite diz'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0m1PvuN-KI/AAAAAAAAAGo/e9KJLMFOpps/s72-c/anoite-byholtz.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-6267408365429227645</id><published>2007-11-05T13:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T15:39:20.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Um café... Um colo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RzBW45cmKkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/J1bxqQITOrA/s1600-h/tile+-+pantanal+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129695511068420674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RzBW45cmKkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/J1bxqQITOrA/s320/tile+-+pantanal+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um café... um colo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria estar contigo nesta manhã &lt;br /&gt;e em outras tantas...&lt;br /&gt;Tomar o café coado na hora, &lt;br /&gt;beijar teus lábios aquecidos e aromáticos, &lt;br /&gt;te saborear sem pressa.&lt;br /&gt;Beijar teu rosto, &lt;br /&gt;te dar um colo, &lt;br /&gt;fazer um verso, &lt;br /&gt;te amar à beça...&lt;br /&gt;Se me fosse também possível &lt;br /&gt;concretizar minha promessa,&lt;br /&gt;te aliviar das saudades, &lt;br /&gt;que o resto do mundo &lt;br /&gt;nesta hora não interessa.&lt;br /&gt;Te quero p'ra mim, &lt;br /&gt;estejas nua e perfumada, &lt;br /&gt;para abrir a porta,&lt;br /&gt;Tenho sede de teus beijos, &lt;br /&gt;me aceita em ti, &lt;br /&gt;vem e me conforta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-6267408365429227645?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/6267408365429227645/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=6267408365429227645' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6267408365429227645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6267408365429227645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/11/um-caf-um-colo.html' title='Um café... Um colo!'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RzBW45cmKkI/AAAAAAAAAGI/J1bxqQITOrA/s72-c/tile+-+pantanal+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-216780487713945603</id><published>2007-09-18T07:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:01.579-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RvB-t8OJM2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/mmrCezKeEas/s1600-h/marcas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111724904790176610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RvB-t8OJM2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/mmrCezKeEas/s320/marcas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Ru-z-DLSwvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ZAx_tB1pPT4/s1600-h/marcas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marcas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre o profano e o sagrado,&lt;br /&gt;quando por você sou beijado,&lt;br /&gt;me sinto bandido e mocinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha boca por ti procura,&lt;br /&gt;querendo sentir a doçura,&lt;br /&gt;sorvo em tua taça o vinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na pele permanece a marca&lt;br /&gt;que com o suor se encharca,&lt;br /&gt;colorida por alguns pecados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por nossos atos praticados,&lt;br /&gt;jamais seremos condenados,&lt;br /&gt;... pelo amor fomos premiados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz &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/38621878-216780487713945603?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/216780487713945603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=216780487713945603' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/216780487713945603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/216780487713945603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/09/marcas.html' title='Marcas'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RvB-t8OJM2I/AAAAAAAAAGA/mmrCezKeEas/s72-c/marcas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-2032462406694191264</id><published>2007-09-01T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:01.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Da saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RtnR5atDkVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/TtzIULN3KTw/s1600-h/margaridas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105342436952215890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RtnR5atDkVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/TtzIULN3KTw/s320/margaridas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plantei flores de verdade&lt;br /&gt;Na frente do meu jardim,&lt;br /&gt;Qual bandeira da saudade&lt;br /&gt;Que tu deixastes em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Branca, é delas a cor,&lt;br /&gt;Como tu as preferias,&lt;br /&gt;Dividirão comigo a dor,&lt;br /&gt;Naquelas horas vazias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que já não é possível&lt;br /&gt;Falar contigo de perto.&lt;br /&gt;Nos vãos de tempo cabível,&lt;br /&gt;Sinto meu ferimento aberto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu lugar, dentro de mim,&lt;br /&gt;Ele jamais será ocupado&lt;br /&gt;E queria que fosse assim:&lt;br /&gt;Ter-te aqui ao meu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... del anhelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo planté las flores de verdad&lt;br /&gt;Delante de mi jardín,&lt;br /&gt;Como la bandera del anhelo&lt;br /&gt;Que usted salió en mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blanco, pertenece a ellos el color,&lt;br /&gt;Como usted los prefirió,&lt;br /&gt;Ellos compartirán conmigo el dolor,&lt;br /&gt;En esas horas vacías.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo sé que no es más posible&lt;br /&gt;Hablar con usted estrechamente.&lt;br /&gt;En los espacios de tiempo razonable,&lt;br /&gt;Yo siento mi herida abierta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su lugar, dentro de mí,&lt;br /&gt;Él nunca estará ocupado&lt;br /&gt;Y quería que fuera así:&lt;br /&gt;Tener usted, aquí a mi lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maravilhoso presente recebido&lt;br /&gt;da amiga Maria Elena Sancho&lt;br /&gt;( Argentina)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-2032462406694191264?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/2032462406694191264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=2032462406694191264' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2032462406694191264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2032462406694191264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/09/da-saudade.html' title='Da saudade'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RtnR5atDkVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/TtzIULN3KTw/s72-c/margaridas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-7424095389312822962</id><published>2007-08-29T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:01.875-04:00</updated><title type='text'>¡... una vez más!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RtXANKtDkUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aVNboCZTxTM/s1600-h/top+-+mais+uma+vez+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104197085138489666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RtXANKtDkUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aVNboCZTxTM/s320/top+-+mais+uma+vez+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡... una vez más!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo necesito decir una vez más que te amo,&lt;br /&gt;el anhelo llega por llamarte a vos&lt;br /&gt;Simplemente a tu lado la vida tiene el sentido,&lt;br /&gt;donde sólo amarte me permitió.&lt;br /&gt;Descansan tus labios en mi boca fría&lt;br /&gt;y calienta mi cuerpo con tu piel suave.&lt;br /&gt;Siente las pulsaciónes de este corazón que es tuyo,&lt;br /&gt;desde el primer encuentro, te escogió.&lt;br /&gt;Se olvida del pasado que está consiguiendo la herida,&lt;br /&gt;y busca quién vive sólo sonriendo.&lt;br /&gt;El día usted se decida aceptarme,&lt;br /&gt;la puerta del cielo yo le mostraré...&lt;br /&gt;y con usted... yo sólo sabré amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;Meus agradecimentos à Maria Elena Sancho - Argentina&lt;br /&gt;por ter colaborado com a tradução do texto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-7424095389312822962?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/7424095389312822962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=7424095389312822962' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7424095389312822962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7424095389312822962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/08/una-vez-ms.html' title='¡... una vez más!'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RtXANKtDkUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/aVNboCZTxTM/s72-c/top+-+mais+uma+vez+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4724375552056909411</id><published>2007-08-29T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:02.055-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... teu "sim"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RtW-d6tDkTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ys3OF-6qy0I/s1600-h/tag_silvio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104195173878042930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RtW-d6tDkTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ys3OF-6qy0I/s320/tag_silvio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...teu "sim"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segura minha mão e vem comigo,&lt;br /&gt;viver sem teu amor e teu carinho,&lt;br /&gt;eu já não mais consigo...&lt;br /&gt;Basta o teu "sim" e não estarei sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;Os segredos que eu guardava,&lt;br /&gt;sem reservas, te entreguei.&lt;br /&gt;Se com teu amor eu sonhava,&lt;br /&gt;bem mais feliz despertei.&lt;br /&gt;Se me queres e estou a te querer,&lt;br /&gt;então por que esta espera?&lt;br /&gt;Permite o nosso amor acontecer&lt;br /&gt;e deixa mais lindo, tudo o que já era.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4724375552056909411?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4724375552056909411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4724375552056909411' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4724375552056909411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4724375552056909411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/08/teu-sim.html' title='... teu &quot;sim&quot;'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RtW-d6tDkTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ys3OF-6qy0I/s72-c/tag_silvio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-2239371643553716630</id><published>2007-07-26T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:02.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrelaçados...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RqkYE06EtAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nTg5uBOMvbk/s1600-h/gravata_e_rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RqkYE06EtAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nTg5uBOMvbk/s320/gravata_e_rosa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091627324919821314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrelaçados...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Odete/S.Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tento de toda forma &lt;br /&gt;não mais te procurar&lt;br /&gt;e brigo com meus sentimentos &lt;br /&gt;o tempo inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;Mas esta paixão me consome&lt;br /&gt;deixa-me assim, sem rumo,&lt;br /&gt;noites e noites, &lt;br /&gt;insone...&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me no ar... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Se ficas pairando no ar,&lt;br /&gt;Bate as asas para voar.&lt;br /&gt;Pega o rumo que eu tentei,&lt;br /&gt;Sabes o caminho, eu não sei.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Voarei em tua direção&lt;br /&gt;e acharei fácil, fácil, o caminho... &lt;br /&gt;É só seguir teu perfume,&lt;br /&gt;escutar teus versos bem baixinho&lt;br /&gt;e sentir teu amor com o coração.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Se sentires o meu cheiro,&lt;br /&gt;Vais chegar bem ligeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se achares um versinho,&lt;br /&gt;Vais distrair pelo caminho.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Enquanto tenho versos a me distrair&lt;br /&gt;terei mais amor para escrever,&lt;br /&gt;terei mil emoções para sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Se digo que te amo&lt;br /&gt;Crê em mim... É verdade!&lt;br /&gt;Não saberia (nunca!) te mentir.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Escreve então as tuas linhas,&lt;br /&gt;De modo a  encaixar às minhas,&lt;br /&gt;Grafa ali, os segredos e a verdade&lt;br /&gt;E eu... lerei escritas de felicidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-2239371643553716630?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/2239371643553716630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=2239371643553716630' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2239371643553716630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2239371643553716630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/07/entrelaados.html' title='Entrelaçados...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RqkYE06EtAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/nTg5uBOMvbk/s72-c/gravata_e_rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-7388836988414267011</id><published>2007-06-09T06:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:02.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando o amor dói</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RmqIE3KlgMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7i_TocmA9w0/s1600-h/tag+mov+-+mulher+2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RmqIE3KlgMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7i_TocmA9w0/s320/tag+mov+-+mulher+2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074017547295490242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Quando o amor dói&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      s.holtz&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;      Quando viestes com passos lentos,&lt;br /&gt;      meu coração distraído nem sentiu.&lt;br /&gt;      Quando me sorristes lindamente,&lt;br /&gt;      eu notei, e este coração te sorriu.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;      Agora, me falas de amor e eu sei,&lt;br /&gt;      que um dia poderá ser diferente.&lt;br /&gt;      Sei que nem tudo fica para sempre,&lt;br /&gt;      por mais que se queira ou se tente.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;      Quando estás ausente, sinto saudades,&lt;br /&gt;      se ficas comigo, são tantas as vontades.&lt;br /&gt;      Quando o amor se vai ou fica doente,&lt;br /&gt;      no peito a angústia acomoda seu ninho.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;      As lágrimas lavram marcas no rosto, &lt;br /&gt;      por dentro, é a tristeza que destrói.&lt;br /&gt;      Fico algemado a este sentimento &lt;br /&gt;      ... até mesmo quando o amor dói.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;      S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-7388836988414267011?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/7388836988414267011/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=7388836988414267011' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7388836988414267011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7388836988414267011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/06/quando-o-amor-di.html' title='Quando o amor dói'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RmqIE3KlgMI/AAAAAAAAAFI/7i_TocmA9w0/s72-c/tag+mov+-+mulher+2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-7778509340598991572</id><published>2007-05-01T09:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:02.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arco-íris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rjc82NzvJXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-M4OuvH3AJE/s1600-h/tile_barco_passaros_arcoiris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059579608491304306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rjc82NzvJXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-M4OuvH3AJE/s320/tile_barco_passaros_arcoiris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rjc7L9zvJWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BKvN-eRFENw/s1600-h/arcoiris.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arco-íris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da tempestade que passou...&lt;br /&gt;Arco-íris mostrou para mim&lt;br /&gt;Que o seu extremo ancorou&lt;br /&gt;Lá no centro do teu jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande desejo ali nasceu,&lt;br /&gt;Viajar através das cores&lt;br /&gt;E entregar um beijo meu&lt;br /&gt;Para a dona daquelas flores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do toque de lábios então,&lt;br /&gt;Que na boca deslizaram,&lt;br /&gt;Surgiu a enorme paixão&lt;br /&gt;E as cores se misturaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daquele dia em diante,&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos se iluminaram,&lt;br /&gt;Brilhando qual diamante,&lt;br /&gt;Pelos teus, se encantaram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-7778509340598991572?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/7778509340598991572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=7778509340598991572' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7778509340598991572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/7778509340598991572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/05/arco-ris.html' title='Arco-íris'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rjc82NzvJXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-M4OuvH3AJE/s72-c/tile_barco_passaros_arcoiris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-1953672793297434167</id><published>2007-04-28T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:02.677-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixa-me dizer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rjir09zvJZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xvvgC_-gM0E/s1600-h/tile-barco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059983107783861650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rjir09zvJZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xvvgC_-gM0E/s320/tile-barco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RjP3otzvJVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7SGRkAT7P8I/s1600-h/tile+-+barco.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me dizer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me dizer que te amo,&lt;br /&gt;prometo que digo só uma vez,&lt;br /&gt;mas por favor,&lt;br /&gt;deixa-me confessar este amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juro, bem baixinho falar,&lt;br /&gt;para que ninguém escute,&lt;br /&gt;só para ti eu quero contar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permite que eu fale,&lt;br /&gt;mata esta minha vontade.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero te falar de amor,&lt;br /&gt;será apenas uma vez,&lt;br /&gt;mas valerá para a eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é o meu segredo,&lt;br /&gt;que quero contigo partilhar,&lt;br /&gt;antes que eu sinta medo&lt;br /&gt;ou que não queiras escutar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouve o que diz meu coração,&lt;br /&gt;ele estará aberto... agora,&lt;br /&gt;apenas uma única vez,&lt;br /&gt;depois, volta a se fechar&lt;br /&gt;e eu jogarei a chave fora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texto e arte&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-1953672793297434167?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/1953672793297434167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=1953672793297434167' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1953672793297434167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1953672793297434167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/04/deixa-me-dizer.html' title='Deixa-me dizer...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rjir09zvJZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/xvvgC_-gM0E/s72-c/tile-barco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-640618752591074137</id><published>2007-04-25T16:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:02.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Queria tanto!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rjdcs9zvJYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/B_h_8Kc4Ahs/s1600-h/vulcao2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059614633949603202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rjdcs9zvJYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/B_h_8Kc4Ahs/s320/vulcao2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RjP119zvJTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gyv9J8Dpnyw/s1600-h/vulcao.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Ri-21tzvJSI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UTCbhyPFNGw/s1600-h/tag+-+vulcÃ£o+sergio.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria tanto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Queria tanto contigo estar,&lt;br /&gt;Olhar teu rosto e até sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Mas, a saudade está a maltratar&lt;br /&gt;Meu pranto a me consumir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um momento juntinho a ti,&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida inteira valeria&lt;br /&gt;Desde quando te conheci&lt;br /&gt;Ser só teu eu gostaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração de tudo sabe.&lt;br /&gt;Ele nunca me anganou,&lt;br /&gt;Tu inteirinha nele cabe.&lt;br /&gt;O passado se apagou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo só em ti pensando,&lt;br /&gt;Só falta teu nome chamar&lt;br /&gt;Dizer que estou te amando&lt;br /&gt;Volte logo, vem me amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;S. Holtz&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/38621878-640618752591074137?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/640618752591074137/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=640618752591074137' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/640618752591074137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/640618752591074137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/04/queria-tanto.html' title='Queria tanto!'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rjdcs9zvJYI/AAAAAAAAAE4/B_h_8Kc4Ahs/s72-c/vulcao2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-6530878674580711164</id><published>2007-04-22T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:03.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... é um sonho?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Riuw9bJkMlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E1jj5JkmHkI/s1600-h/tile+-+casal+ao+luar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056329575959900754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Riuw9bJkMlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E1jj5JkmHkI/s320/tile+-+casal+ao+luar1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Riuv_rJkMkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1UfmueXgnoE/s1600-h/tile+-+casal+ao+luar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... é um sonho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro quando me falas assim!&lt;br /&gt;E agora, que fazer com este velho coração&lt;br /&gt;que não resistiu aos teus encantos&lt;br /&gt;e se apaixonou perdidamente?&lt;br /&gt;Que posso eu dizer a ele,&lt;br /&gt;para acalmá-lo&lt;br /&gt;e fazer com que ele entenda&lt;br /&gt;que está sonhando alto demais ?&lt;br /&gt;Ah, que destino estranho este,&lt;br /&gt;que nos permitiu este encontro de almas,&lt;br /&gt;que nos deixou à deriva de nossos sentimentos!&lt;br /&gt;Sou feliz por te amar...&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes até imagino teu perfume no ar...&lt;br /&gt;... é um sonho lindo&lt;br /&gt;e não quero despertar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz &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/38621878-6530878674580711164?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/6530878674580711164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=6530878674580711164' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6530878674580711164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6530878674580711164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/04/um-sonho.html' title='... é um sonho?'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Riuw9bJkMlI/AAAAAAAAAD8/E1jj5JkmHkI/s72-c/tile+-+casal+ao+luar1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-1913504239199265756</id><published>2007-04-19T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:03.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Como te quero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RigDc7JkMjI/AAAAAAAAADs/ROHVSu0zJks/s1600-h/docemel28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055294377172415026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RigDc7JkMjI/AAAAAAAAADs/ROHVSu0zJks/s320/docemel28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como te quero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero tudo, sim...&lt;br /&gt;ter-te junto a mim&lt;br /&gt;Sentir-me entranhado,&lt;br /&gt;acarinhar-te num bailado&lt;br /&gt;que não tenha mais fim.&lt;br /&gt;Podes vir como quiser,&lt;br /&gt;com os poderes de mulher:&lt;br /&gt;gata dengosa ou menina faceira.&lt;br /&gt;Te amo como tu és&lt;br /&gt;e assim&lt;br /&gt;vou te amar pela vida inteira&lt;br /&gt;Acaba com a minha dor,&lt;br /&gt;faz-me perder os medos.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu te falo de amor&lt;br /&gt;e te conto os meus segredos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-1913504239199265756?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/1913504239199265756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=1913504239199265756' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1913504239199265756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1913504239199265756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/04/como-te-quero.html' title='Como te quero!'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RigDc7JkMjI/AAAAAAAAADs/ROHVSu0zJks/s72-c/docemel28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-484329328864527850</id><published>2007-04-03T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:03.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RhKuOx2UkaI/AAAAAAAAADk/nyJQBSZ6l68/s1600-h/namorados_abraco4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RhKuOx2UkaI/AAAAAAAAADk/nyJQBSZ6l68/s320/namorados_abraco4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049289701158326690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitos eram os teus carinhos,&lt;br /&gt;Que se entrelaçavam aos meus&lt;br /&gt;E os segredos ditos baixinhos,&lt;br /&gt;Sem chances para um adeus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu perfume aqui existente,&lt;br /&gt;É como se fosse estampado,&lt;br /&gt;Vou guardá-lo secretamente,&lt;br /&gt;Pois pra mim, ele é sagrado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nossa boca ainda sente&lt;br /&gt;Aquela umidade e o sabor,&lt;br /&gt;E a doçura ainda presente&lt;br /&gt;Dos nossos beijos de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se nada disso foi escrito,&lt;br /&gt;É por que não foi preciso.&lt;br /&gt;vem comigo pelo infinito&lt;br /&gt;E me leva até o paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-484329328864527850?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/484329328864527850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=484329328864527850' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/484329328864527850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/484329328864527850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/04/de-amor.html' title='... de amor'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RhKuOx2UkaI/AAAAAAAAADk/nyJQBSZ6l68/s72-c/namorados_abraco4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-5254021445371066497</id><published>2007-03-28T18:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:03.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha paixão, tua paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RgrubB2UkZI/AAAAAAAAADY/6QnKmvsGXdQ/s1600-h/nu_p&amp;amp;b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047108480542216594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RgrubB2UkZI/AAAAAAAAADY/6QnKmvsGXdQ/s320/nu_p%26b6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha paixão, tua paixão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é tudo quanto eu quis sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;Agora que me aconteceu,&lt;br /&gt;eu quero tudo realizar.&lt;br /&gt;Minhas noites não serão as mesmas,&lt;br /&gt;jamais serão iguais.&lt;br /&gt;Direi durante meus dias:&lt;br /&gt;te amo cada vez mais.&lt;br /&gt;Você é ternura,&lt;br /&gt;você é carinho e beleza.&lt;br /&gt;Risquei de meu dicionário,&lt;br /&gt;para sempre a palavra tristeza.&lt;br /&gt;Quero beijar até que nos falte o ar,&lt;br /&gt;fazer todas as coisas que o desejo implorar.&lt;br /&gt;Envolvida por teu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;tua alma vem me ensinar&lt;br /&gt;num instante de magia,&lt;br /&gt;a você vou me entregar&lt;br /&gt;Neste ato de amor,&lt;br /&gt;dos temores nem vou lembrar&lt;br /&gt;Você é o anjo que chegou,&lt;br /&gt;para minha vida encantar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-5254021445371066497?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/5254021445371066497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=5254021445371066497' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5254021445371066497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5254021445371066497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/03/minha-paixo-tua-paixo.html' title='Minha paixão, tua paixão'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RgrubB2UkZI/AAAAAAAAADY/6QnKmvsGXdQ/s72-c/nu_p%26b6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-8998581973692263228</id><published>2007-03-22T22:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:03.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Você e eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RgM_qMy3gyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WXqyVOeITJA/s1600-h/casal4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044946001806721826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RgM_qMy3gyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WXqyVOeITJA/s320/casal4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você e eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você me quer apenas emprestado?&lt;br /&gt;Você me quer por inteiro ou fracionado?&lt;br /&gt;Você me quer lentamente ou apressado?&lt;br /&gt;Você me quer como amigo ou como amado?&lt;br /&gt;Você me quer delicado ou arrojado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou dizer de um modo abreviado:&lt;br /&gt;Eu hoje estou por você transformado.&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero que saiba: estou apaixonado e&lt;br /&gt;Adoraria ser o seu namorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo terno, macio e prolongado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-8998581973692263228?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/8998581973692263228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=8998581973692263228' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8998581973692263228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8998581973692263228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/03/voc-e-eu.html' title='Você e eu'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RgM_qMy3gyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/WXqyVOeITJA/s72-c/casal4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-3034625787294139171</id><published>2007-03-19T00:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:03.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>É por ti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0lgs_uN-HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sod5Mr0XjTY/s1600-h/romance3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136743176128559218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0lgs_uN-HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sod5Mr0XjTY/s320/romance3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0lgs_uN-HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sod5Mr0XjTY/s1600-h/romance3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por ti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da saudade que te envolve,&lt;br /&gt;Tu tecestes nosso abrigo.&lt;br /&gt;Dou-te o beijo que dissolve,&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento também comigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se meu beijo te foi pouco,&lt;br /&gt;Toma posse de meu braço&lt;br /&gt;E não pense que estou louco,&lt;br /&gt;Com a revelação que te faço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te beijar na entrega sem fim,&lt;br /&gt;É tudo que agora eu pretendo.&lt;br /&gt;Estás toda gravada em mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E este amor só me faz dizer&lt;br /&gt;-É por ti que estou vivendo,&lt;br /&gt;Que seja assim o meu viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-3034625787294139171?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/3034625787294139171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=3034625787294139171' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3034625787294139171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3034625787294139171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/03/por-ti.html' title='É por ti...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0lgs_uN-HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sod5Mr0XjTY/s72-c/romance3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4204412113894785832</id><published>2007-03-15T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:03.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Medo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RfluDB4KShI/AAAAAAAAADE/aSln_QYUkrk/s1600-h/rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042182256140634642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RfluDB4KShI/AAAAAAAAADE/aSln_QYUkrk/s320/rosa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medo&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, eu tive muito medo&lt;br /&gt;De guardar este segredo,&lt;br /&gt;Que você me desprezasse,&lt;br /&gt;Que o coração parasse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tive um grande temor&lt;br /&gt;Que seus olhos se fechassem,&lt;br /&gt;A mim não enxergassem,&lt;br /&gt;Que recusasse meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era isso que eu temia:&lt;br /&gt;Perder você, algum dia.&lt;br /&gt;E o beijo que quis lhe dar,&lt;br /&gt;Tivesse então que guardar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto receio eu sentia,&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto minha boca tremia,&lt;br /&gt;Querendo seu nome falar,&lt;br /&gt;Que você não quisesse escutar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4204412113894785832?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4204412113894785832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4204412113894785832' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4204412113894785832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4204412113894785832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/03/medo-sergio-holtz-eu-tive-muito-medo-de.html' title='Medo'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RfluDB4KShI/AAAAAAAAADE/aSln_QYUkrk/s72-c/rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-8644340005335662373</id><published>2007-03-14T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:04.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma só vida é pouco para te amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rfgknx4KSgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eXte68c0xsk/s1600-h/rosa_sepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041820048663661058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rfgknx4KSgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eXte68c0xsk/s320/rosa_sepia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma só vida é pouco para te amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não podemos estar juntos na vida real,&lt;br /&gt;então que estejamos nos sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;nas ilusões...&lt;br /&gt;Você me mostra um mundo que pode ser nosso,&lt;br /&gt;lindo para ser vivido.&lt;br /&gt;Toda vez que escrevo,&lt;br /&gt;quero dizer que te amo...&lt;br /&gt;que tu és linda,&lt;br /&gt;que me faz muito feliz...&lt;br /&gt;que eu te quero demais.&lt;br /&gt;Queria ter você bem pertinho,&lt;br /&gt;nem que fosse para te tocar com as pontinhas de meus dedos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estes recadinhos estarão escondidos nas pautas de cada carta que envio...&lt;br /&gt;Que maravilha de surpresa a vida me reservou:&lt;br /&gt;poder dizer coisas que estiveram escondidas em meu peito.&lt;br /&gt;Sabes o que eu descobri?&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida é pouco para sentir&lt;br /&gt;o que vem de ti...&lt;br /&gt;Uma vida é pouco para te amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-8644340005335662373?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/8644340005335662373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=8644340005335662373' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8644340005335662373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/8644340005335662373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/03/uma-s-vida-pouco-para-te-amar.html' title='Uma só vida é pouco para te amar'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rfgknx4KSgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/eXte68c0xsk/s72-c/rosa_sepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4624688913196029284</id><published>2007-03-09T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:04.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelo sim, pelo não</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RfGJex4KSfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9Cf9nNXtujE/s1600-h/beijo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RfGJex4KSfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9Cf9nNXtujE/s320/beijo3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039960619882269170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo sim, pelo não&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...feitos prisioneiros da paixão&lt;br /&gt;vamos tornar poesia, então, &lt;br /&gt;tudo aquilo que brota de nosso coração. &lt;br /&gt;Um pequeno gesto &lt;br /&gt;se transforma em emoção, &lt;br /&gt;onde o sim é negativo &lt;br /&gt;e o contrário é a permissão.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos pelo sim e beijos pelo não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4624688913196029284?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4624688913196029284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4624688913196029284' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4624688913196029284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4624688913196029284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/03/pelo-sim-pelo-no.html' title='Pelo sim, pelo não'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RfGJex4KSfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9Cf9nNXtujE/s72-c/beijo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-1817359730321425550</id><published>2007-03-07T12:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:04.529-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Segredos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Re7rQ5t4CBI/AAAAAAAAACs/XmN6ary1L_U/s1600-h/nu_p%26b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Re7rQ5t4CBI/AAAAAAAAACs/XmN6ary1L_U/s320/nu_p%26b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039223708677834770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segredos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não tinha me dado conta da solidão &lt;br /&gt;que ficará por aqui...&lt;br /&gt;Será que vai doer?&lt;br /&gt;Será que vão custar a passar estes dias?&lt;br /&gt;Quero te dizer que te amo com a força dos vendavais,&lt;br /&gt;com a ternura da brisa &lt;br /&gt;que passa pela praia e toca teu rosto,&lt;br /&gt;teu corpo inteiro,&lt;br /&gt;e te acaricia todo faceiro,&lt;br /&gt;levando meus recadinhos,&lt;br /&gt;dizendo dos sentimentos,&lt;br /&gt;dizendo das alegrias,&lt;br /&gt;declarando o quanto importante &lt;br /&gt;tu és para mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;nov2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-1817359730321425550?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/1817359730321425550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=1817359730321425550' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1817359730321425550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1817359730321425550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/03/segredos.html' title='Segredos'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Re7rQ5t4CBI/AAAAAAAAACs/XmN6ary1L_U/s72-c/nu_p%26b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-3416287331802720706</id><published>2007-03-04T15:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:04.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ResaEkIJsaI/AAAAAAAAACk/X2-NvQwBx5g/s1600-h/42-15962130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038149273863696802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ResaEkIJsaI/AAAAAAAAACk/X2-NvQwBx5g/s320/42-15962130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só tenho uma certeza agora:&lt;br /&gt;te amo com a intensidade dos ventos&lt;br /&gt;e com a cadência do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sigo pela vida a te sentir&lt;br /&gt;como se a meu lado estivesses.&lt;br /&gt;Maravilhoso é te amar&lt;br /&gt;e poder dizer isso&lt;br /&gt;com quantas letras eu encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos hoje,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos sempre...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;S. Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-3416287331802720706?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/3416287331802720706/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=3416287331802720706' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3416287331802720706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3416287331802720706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/03/s-tenho-uma-certeza-agora-te-amo-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ResaEkIJsaI/AAAAAAAAACk/X2-NvQwBx5g/s72-c/42-15962130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-5788636802868021564</id><published>2007-03-03T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:04.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReokYUIJsZI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDwPcXoaq-s/s1600-h/top+-+beijos+e+estrelas3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037879133305680274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReokYUIJsZI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDwPcXoaq-s/s320/top+-+beijos+e+estrelas3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReokYUIJsZI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDwPcXoaq-s/s1600-h/top+-+beijos+e+estrelas3.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReokYUIJsZI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDwPcXoaq-s/s1600-h/top+-+beijos+e+estrelas3.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReokYUIJsZI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDwPcXoaq-s/s1600-h/top+-+beijos+e+estrelas3.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimento louco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem curtir este sentimento louco&lt;br /&gt;que nos une pouco a pouco&lt;br /&gt;até que não consigamos controlar mais nada.&lt;br /&gt;E ficamos assim de corpo em chamas&lt;br /&gt;e alma apaixonada,&lt;br /&gt;pensando apenas em achar uma desculpa&lt;br /&gt;para pegar a estrada&lt;br /&gt;e correr ao encontro da pessoa amada.&lt;br /&gt;O resto já não importa,&lt;br /&gt;nem o mundo e nem mais nada.&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que tentemos negar,&lt;br /&gt;por mais que se queira disfarçar,&lt;br /&gt;o nosso coração vem correndo contrariar&lt;br /&gt;e mais amor ele põe para compensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz &lt;/div&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/38621878-5788636802868021564?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/5788636802868021564/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=5788636802868021564' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5788636802868021564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/5788636802868021564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/03/sentimento-louco-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReokYUIJsZI/AAAAAAAAACU/MDwPcXoaq-s/s72-c/top+-+beijos+e+estrelas3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-2643284403365291117</id><published>2007-03-01T07:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:05.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rea2ltyQthI/AAAAAAAAACA/9EZybIra6R4/s1600-h/namoradinhos2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036913992322299410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rea2ltyQthI/AAAAAAAAACA/9EZybIra6R4/s320/namoradinhos2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando aqui tu chegastes,&lt;br /&gt;não estava para te receber,&lt;br /&gt;pela solidão que passastes,&lt;br /&gt;também estou a padecer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S.Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-2643284403365291117?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/2643284403365291117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=2643284403365291117' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2643284403365291117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/2643284403365291117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/03/quando-aqui-tu-chegastes-no-estava-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rea2ltyQthI/AAAAAAAAACA/9EZybIra6R4/s72-c/namoradinhos2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-3981966858658566754</id><published>2007-02-28T17:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:05.219-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As nossas fantasias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReXuktyQtgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kVBYNd9wPGo/s1600-h/casal1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036694072816875010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReXuktyQtgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kVBYNd9wPGo/s320/casal1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As nossas fantasias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria saber se também fantasias,&lt;br /&gt;se sentes vontades diferentes,&lt;br /&gt;se me imaginas contigo numa história de amor,&lt;br /&gt;se me aceitas,&lt;br /&gt;se te entregas,&lt;br /&gt;se me pegas,&lt;br /&gt;se me puxas,&lt;br /&gt;se te ajeitas,&lt;br /&gt;se me beijas,&lt;br /&gt;se me queres,&lt;br /&gt;se me pedes,&lt;br /&gt;se me sentes em ti completamente,&lt;br /&gt;se me mordes levemente,&lt;br /&gt;se me apertas em teu peito,&lt;br /&gt;até que eu fique sem jeito&lt;br /&gt;e se sentes o universo todo em sintonia&lt;br /&gt;e depois da entrega,&lt;br /&gt;as carícias que amenizam o cansaço,&lt;br /&gt;que atenuam a respiração,&lt;br /&gt;permitem sentirmos disparado nosso coração...&lt;br /&gt;e a vontade de ficar assim,&lt;br /&gt;de olhar para mim,&lt;br /&gt;de amar do começo até o fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-3981966858658566754?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/3981966858658566754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=3981966858658566754' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3981966858658566754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3981966858658566754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/as-nossas-fantasias.html' title='As nossas fantasias'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReXuktyQtgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/kVBYNd9wPGo/s72-c/casal1111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-6055495004760004903</id><published>2007-02-27T18:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T14:41:12.242-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sergio holtz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><title type='text'>Ave Peregrina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReStPyleAMI/AAAAAAAAABo/1du1RZCec7g/s1600-h/papel+-+entardecer+sol+poente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036340770095628482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReStPyleAMI/AAAAAAAAABo/1du1RZCec7g/s320/papel+-+entardecer+sol+poente.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ave peregrina&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pelo mundo sigo a sina&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vou e amanhã, volto&lt;br /&gt;Feito ave peregrina&lt;br /&gt;Em teus encantos, me solto&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Como brisa, vou em frente&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a vida e teu perfume&lt;br /&gt;Provo um gosto diferente&lt;br /&gt;Em ti... o amor se resume&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Trago algo na bagagem... &lt;br /&gt;Asas novas p'ra te dar !&lt;br /&gt;Então na próxima viagem &lt;br /&gt;Poderás me acompanhar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-6055495004760004903?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/6055495004760004903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=6055495004760004903' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6055495004760004903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/6055495004760004903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/ave-peregrina.html' title='Ave Peregrina'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReStPyleAMI/AAAAAAAAABo/1du1RZCec7g/s72-c/papel+-+entardecer+sol+poente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4338941976192292201</id><published>2007-02-26T16:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T06:47:23.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prove</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReNGjCleALI/AAAAAAAAABc/joJrPJcAguc/s1600-h/Image17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035946376133738674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReNGjCleALI/AAAAAAAAABc/joJrPJcAguc/s320/Image17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prove...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se hoje você está triste,&lt;br /&gt;eu sou escravo do tédio,&lt;br /&gt;mas, para o mal que existe,&lt;br /&gt;o tempo é o melhor remédio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porém, não espere tanto,&lt;br /&gt;nem adie a sua decisão.&lt;br /&gt;Acabe logo com o pranto,&lt;br /&gt;erga a âncora do coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desamarre as suas asinhas&lt;br /&gt;e alce vôo em minha direção.&lt;br /&gt;Junte suas mãos às minhas,&lt;br /&gt;depois escute o meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morda o doce, sem o medo,&lt;br /&gt;e prove o licor do recheio,&lt;br /&gt;descubra mais este segredo,&lt;br /&gt;enquanto me diz por que veio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-4338941976192292201?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4338941976192292201/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4338941976192292201' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4338941976192292201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4338941976192292201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/prove.html' title='Prove'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/ReNGjCleALI/AAAAAAAAABc/joJrPJcAguc/s72-c/Image17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-4789070927851055749</id><published>2007-02-23T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:05.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanta saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0lirfuN-JI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QdoLBt47pFY/s1600-h/docemel23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136745349382011026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0lirfuN-JI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QdoLBt47pFY/s320/docemel23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0liJvuN-II/AAAAAAAAAGY/UGA92sam7CM/s1600-h/nu_p%26b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/Rd8ZBSleAKI/AAAAAAAAABE/au73xR9TmDg/s1600-h/bysergio.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanta saudade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade... palavra estranha&lt;br /&gt;que, por vezes, nos faz sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;E quando a dor é tamanha,&lt;br /&gt;põe as lágrimas a escorrer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também nos deixa a pensar,&lt;br /&gt;naquela pessoa tão querida,&lt;br /&gt;que não pode ainda chegar&lt;br /&gt;e, talvez, até venha ainda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas te digo, menina linda,&lt;br /&gt;não deverias assim soluçar,&lt;br /&gt;pois te amo mais ainda&lt;br /&gt;do que tu possas imaginar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz &lt;/div&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/38621878-4789070927851055749?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/4789070927851055749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=4789070927851055749' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4789070927851055749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/4789070927851055749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/tanta-saudade.html' title='Tanta saudade'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R0lirfuN-JI/AAAAAAAAAGg/QdoLBt47pFY/s72-c/docemel23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-3460908257527833671</id><published>2007-02-17T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:05.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Entrelace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdeuuKFLq3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/INMFwsPKJqk/s1600-h/apenas+poesia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032683216613124978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdeuuKFLq3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/INMFwsPKJqk/s320/apenas+poesia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tento de toda forma&lt;br /&gt;não mais te procurar,&lt;br /&gt;e brigo com meus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;o tempo inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;Mas esta paixão me consome&lt;br /&gt;deixa-me assim, sem rumo,&lt;br /&gt;noites e noites,&lt;br /&gt;insone...&lt;br /&gt;Deixa-me no ar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se ficas pairando no ar,&lt;br /&gt;Bate as asas para voar.&lt;br /&gt;Pega o rumo que eu tentei,&lt;br /&gt;Sabes o caminho, eu não sei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voarei em tua direção&lt;br /&gt;e acharei fácil, fácil, o caminho...&lt;br /&gt;É só seguir teu perfume,&lt;br /&gt;escutar teus versos bem baixinho&lt;br /&gt;e sentir teu amor com o coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sentires o meu cheiro,&lt;br /&gt;Vais chegar bem ligeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se achares um versinho,&lt;br /&gt;Vais te distrair pelo caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto tenho versos a me distrair&lt;br /&gt;terei mais amor para te escrever,&lt;br /&gt;terei mil emoções para sentir.&lt;br /&gt;Se digo que te amo&lt;br /&gt;Crê em mim... É verdade!&lt;br /&gt;Não saberia (nunca!) te mentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escreve então as tuas linhas,&lt;br /&gt;De modo a encaixar às minhas,&lt;br /&gt;Grafa ali, os segredos e a verdade&lt;br /&gt;E eu... lerei escritas de felicidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-3460908257527833671?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/3460908257527833671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=3460908257527833671' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3460908257527833671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/3460908257527833671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/entrelace.html' title='Entrelace'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdeuuKFLq3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/INMFwsPKJqk/s72-c/apenas+poesia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-385377412604834933</id><published>2007-02-16T08:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:20:06.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdWnWaFLq1I/AAAAAAAAAAY/RxbSRZ5zwUc/s1600-h/solidao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032112162056416082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdWnWaFLq1I/AAAAAAAAAAY/RxbSRZ5zwUc/s320/solidao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falaste em ficar ausente,&lt;br /&gt;deu-me um aperto no peito,&lt;br /&gt;esperar-te-ei ansiosamente,&lt;br /&gt;como sempre tenho feito.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade não escolhe nome,&lt;br /&gt;nem tão pouco o endereço.&lt;br /&gt;Saudade não olha o tamanho&lt;br /&gt;e nem mesmo a nossa idade.&lt;br /&gt;Ela vem sem perguntar&lt;br /&gt;se a quero ou mereço.&lt;br /&gt;Ela fica e tira uma parte&lt;br /&gt;de minha tranqüilidade.&lt;br /&gt;Volta logo, não maltrates,&lt;br /&gt;um coração teu de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-385377412604834933?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/385377412604834933/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=385377412604834933' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/385377412604834933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/385377412604834933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdWnWaFLq1I/AAAAAAAAAAY/RxbSRZ5zwUc/s72-c/solidao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-1825956804192757079</id><published>2007-02-13T21:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:04:09.638-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poucos verbos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdJkp6FLq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/FB4I5M2efpQ/s1600-h/paisagem_inverno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031194404854672194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdJkp6FLq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/FB4I5M2efpQ/s320/paisagem_inverno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdJkp6FLq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/FB4I5M2efpQ/s1600-h/paisagem_inverno.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdJkp6FLq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/FB4I5M2efpQ/s1600-h/paisagem_inverno.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poucos verbos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho poucos verbos!&lt;br /&gt;Mas, eles são puros&lt;br /&gt;... são só teus:&lt;br /&gt;Esperar - por ti dia após dia&lt;br /&gt;Estar - contigo todos os instantes&lt;br /&gt;Amar - te eternamente...&lt;br /&gt;Sentir - contigo, a vida é bela&lt;br /&gt;Beijar - teu corpo inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Afagar - tuas mãos, teu rosto, tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Abraçar - te e sentir o mundo em mim&lt;br /&gt;Chorar - de saudades&lt;br /&gt;Sorrir - quando estás comigo&lt;br /&gt;Viver - contigo loucamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sérgio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdJkp6FLq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/FB4I5M2efpQ/s1600-h/paisagem_inverno.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-1825956804192757079?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/1825956804192757079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=1825956804192757079' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1825956804192757079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/1825956804192757079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/poucos-verbos.html' title='Poucos verbos'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/RdJkp6FLq0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/FB4I5M2efpQ/s72-c/paisagem_inverno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117130949357943477</id><published>2007-02-12T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T15:44:53.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juízo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/791934/lago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/288733/lago.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juízo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tu és o que eu preciso,&lt;br /&gt;então para que ter juízo?&lt;br /&gt;Por ti eu me despirei,&lt;br /&gt;do mundo nem lembrarei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta nudez despojada&lt;br /&gt;terei a minh'alma renovada.&lt;br /&gt;Vem comigo, nesta jornada,&lt;br /&gt;ser a minha doce namorada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometo que depois do amor&lt;br /&gt;segurar-te-ei em meus braços&lt;br /&gt;até que se aliviem os cansaços&lt;br /&gt;e que tudo volte a se recompor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No que eu te digo, acredita,&lt;br /&gt;falarei no idioma da flor,&lt;br /&gt;atrevendo-me a te fazer o convite,&lt;br /&gt;ao próximo sonho de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117130949357943477?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117130949357943477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117130949357943477' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117130949357943477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117130949357943477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/juzo.html' title='Juízo?'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117119796606597951</id><published>2007-02-11T08:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T08:48:44.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>... bem me quer... mal me quer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/668776/daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/181541/daisy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... bem me quer... mal me quer... bem me quer... mal me quer&lt;br /&gt;... bem me quer... mal me quer... bem me quer... mal me quer&lt;br /&gt;... bem me quer... mal me quer... bem me quer... mal me quer&lt;br /&gt;... bem me quer... mal me quer... bem me quer... mal me quer&lt;br /&gt;... bem me quer... mal me quer... bem me quer... mal me quer&lt;br /&gt;... bem me quer... mal me quer... bem me quer... mal me quer&lt;br /&gt;... bem me quer... mal me quer... bem me quer... mal me quer&lt;br /&gt;... bem me quer... mal me quer... bem me quer... mal me quer&lt;br /&gt;... bem me quer... mal me quer... bem me quer... mal me quer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                         Bem te quero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;S. Holtz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117119796606597951?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117119796606597951/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117119796606597951' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117119796606597951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117119796606597951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/bem-me-quer-mal-me-quer.html' title='... bem me quer... mal me quer...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117105746182098270</id><published>2007-02-09T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T17:44:21.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/737028/tag%20-%20marinheiro%20amigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/952760/tag%20-%20marinheiro%20amigo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre o profano e o sagrado,&lt;br /&gt;quando por ti sou beijado,&lt;br /&gt;me sinto bandido e mocinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha boca por ti procura,&lt;br /&gt;querendo sentir a doçura,&lt;br /&gt;sorvo em tua taça o vinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na pele permanece a marca&lt;br /&gt;que com o suor se encharca,&lt;br /&gt;colorida por alguns pecados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por nossos atos praticados,&lt;br /&gt;jamais seremos condenados,&lt;br /&gt;... pelo amor fomos premiados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117105746182098270?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117105746182098270/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117105746182098270' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117105746182098270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117105746182098270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/marcas.html' title='Marcas'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117096089331662073</id><published>2007-02-08T14:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:56:56.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijos... sempre beijos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/199594/beijo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/394090/beijo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos... sempre beijos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos aqui, beijos ali, beijos lá, beijos acolá&lt;br /&gt;Beijos indagados, beijos questionados, beijos respondidos,&lt;br /&gt;beijos entendidos&lt;br /&gt;Beijos sonolentos,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos assim, beijos assado, beijos de frente, beijos de lado&lt;br /&gt;Beijos de "Não vá ainda!"&lt;br /&gt;Beijos de chegada, beijos de estada, beijos de querer, beijos de poder&lt;br /&gt;Beijos furtivos&lt;br /&gt;Beijos tatuados&lt;br /&gt;Beijos caídos, beijos enferrujados, beijos tristonhos&lt;br /&gt;Beijos vagarosos, beijos passo-a-passo&lt;br /&gt;Beijos quietinhos&lt;br /&gt;Beijos comportados, beijos largados, beijos apertados, beijos espaçados,&lt;br /&gt;beijos puros, beijos com pecado&lt;br /&gt;Beijos diferentes, beijos descontentes, beijos entristecidos,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos de quero mudar, beijos de quero voltar,&lt;br /&gt;beijos de sempre vou te amar&lt;br /&gt;Beijos renovados, beijos brilhantes, beijos ensaiados, beijos de principiantes&lt;br /&gt;miltrezentosvintesete beijos&lt;br /&gt;Beijos matinais, beijos virtuais, beijos frontais, beijos laterais,&lt;br /&gt;muitos beijos,&lt;br /&gt;beijos demais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117096089331662073?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117096089331662073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117096089331662073' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117096089331662073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117096089331662073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/beijos-sempre-beijos.html' title='Beijos... sempre beijos...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117087874915063397</id><published>2007-02-07T15:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:07:19.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/675977/casal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/254961/casal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando aqui estás...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando aqui estás,&lt;br /&gt;A vida se enche de graça.&lt;br /&gt;Quando aqui estás,&lt;br /&gt;meu coração faz pirraça.&lt;br /&gt;Quando aqui estás...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem p'ra mim,&lt;br /&gt;que o dia está chegando ao fim,&lt;br /&gt;não me deixes sofrendo assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem p'ra mim,&lt;br /&gt;que quero contigo estar,&lt;br /&gt;muitas flores te entregar,&lt;br /&gt;nosso espaço enfeitar.&lt;br /&gt;Em meio a tantos perfumes,&lt;br /&gt;Até os vasos sentirão ciúmes,&lt;br /&gt;da flor que estarei a abraçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem p'ra mim, querida,&lt;br /&gt;meu sonho torna realidade&lt;br /&gt;e me ama com toda vontade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando estás,&lt;br /&gt;meu sorriso abre faceiro,&lt;br /&gt;deixas em mim o teu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;que eu quero o tempo inteiro.&lt;br /&gt;A alfazema vira cúmplice do jasmim,&lt;br /&gt;Quando estás assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117087874915063397?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117087874915063397/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117087874915063397' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117087874915063397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117087874915063397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/quando-aqui-ests.html' title=''/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117068826128309846</id><published>2007-02-05T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T11:11:01.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Só beijos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/476873/beijo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/323976/beijo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos completamente desnudos,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos em teus lábios carnudos,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos em todinha a tua pele...&lt;br /&gt;Beijos sem medo que te revele,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos que estão guardados,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos só para ti reservados...&lt;br /&gt;Beijos de forma louca,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos com todo amor,&lt;br /&gt;Beijos na tua boca,&lt;br /&gt;ou sejam aonde for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117068826128309846?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117068826128309846/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117068826128309846' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117068826128309846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117068826128309846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/s-beijos.html' title='Só beijos'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117062248159245906</id><published>2007-02-04T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T16:54:41.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Minuto romântico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/163945/top%20-%20nuvens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/410935/top%20-%20nuvens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minuto romântico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vejo uma flor desabrochar,&lt;br /&gt;eu lembro de você,&lt;br /&gt;quando vejo o sol nascendo,&lt;br /&gt;eu sei que estarás em algum lugar deste mundo&lt;br /&gt;a alimentar meus sonhos e ilusões...&lt;br /&gt;quando penso em você,&lt;br /&gt;eu sinto vontade de amar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117062248159245906?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117062248159245906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117062248159245906' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117062248159245906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117062248159245906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/minuto-romntico.html' title='Minuto romântico'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117050035653055917</id><published>2007-02-03T06:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T06:59:16.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Com amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/867927/paixao5a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/300199/paixao5a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que fazer da vida sem você?&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho medo só de pensar&lt;br /&gt;em ficar longe por algum motivo.&lt;br /&gt;Você me faz dizer aquilo que jamais ousei.&lt;br /&gt;Libertou meu coração...&lt;br /&gt;Você me libertou.&lt;br /&gt;Abriu as portas de meu cativeiro&lt;br /&gt;e me permitiu alçar vôo.&lt;br /&gt;E agora eu quero poder voar com você&lt;br /&gt;por este mundo lindo e sem fronteiras,&lt;br /&gt;até que minhas forças se esgotem,&lt;br /&gt;até que o último sopro de vida me permita desfrutar do teu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117050035653055917?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117050035653055917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117050035653055917' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117050035653055917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117050035653055917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/com-amor.html' title='Com amor'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117043138287944161</id><published>2007-02-02T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T14:09:34.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dueto - Caminho dos ventos/ Do vento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/822082/tag_caminhosdeoutono.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/328348/tag_caminhosdeoutono.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminho dos ventos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odeteronchibaltazar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saudade,&lt;br /&gt;teu presente em meus dias,&lt;br /&gt;desta vez&lt;br /&gt;veio embrulhada&lt;br /&gt;em laços de solidão.&lt;br /&gt;E me perdi em nós,&lt;br /&gt;atados aos meus braços vazios...&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer dos meus versos&lt;br /&gt;que vadios,&lt;br /&gt;esperam por teu amar?&lt;br /&gt;O que fazer se não apaguei teus rastros&lt;br /&gt;em meus poemas&lt;br /&gt;que agora escrevem minhas dores&lt;br /&gt;junto ao teu nome neste céu azul?&lt;br /&gt;Escreverei em brisas do norte que levarão&lt;br /&gt;aos teus ouvidos as minhas canções&lt;br /&gt;e deixarão, em mim,&lt;br /&gt;o teu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;ao retornarem a mim,&lt;br /&gt;com teu doce vento sul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odeteronchibaltazar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Vento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoraria ser o vento&lt;br /&gt;e andar livre pelo mundo,&lt;br /&gt;mas, que soprasse lento,&lt;br /&gt;bem do tipo vagabundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que te levasse perfumes&lt;br /&gt;emprestados de cada flor,&lt;br /&gt;sem provocar os ciúmes&lt;br /&gt;e te despertasse o amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desalinhar teus cabelos,&lt;br /&gt;e o teu rosto acariciar ...&lt;br /&gt;antendendo aos apelos&lt;br /&gt;de quem está a amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117043138287944161?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117043138287944161/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117043138287944161' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117043138287944161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117043138287944161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/dueto.html' title='Dueto - Caminho dos ventos/ Do vento'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117033260584824152</id><published>2007-02-01T08:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T07:11:26.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rascunhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/379203/barcos_pintura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/289469/barcos_pintura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rascunhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sou navegante imprudente,&lt;br /&gt;nos mares da vida a singrar&lt;br /&gt;só tenho uma coisa em mente,&lt;br /&gt;que é comigo, eu  te levar.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No caminho então esboço&lt;br /&gt;as palavras pra falar,&lt;br /&gt;mas, ao chegar, não posso...&lt;br /&gt;os beijos irão me calar,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Os rascunhos que escrevi, &lt;br /&gt;vou guardando com carinho,&lt;br /&gt;lembram o que ganhei de ti,&lt;br /&gt;enquanto sigo este caminho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117033260584824152?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117033260584824152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117033260584824152' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117033260584824152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117033260584824152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/02/rascunhos.html' title='Rascunhos'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117015859254320760</id><published>2007-01-30T08:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:56:53.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recadinhos by odete &amp; S. Holtz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/567921/style2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/109889/style2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recadinhos by odete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teve instantes em que as lembranças,&lt;br /&gt;um tantinho tristonhas,&lt;br /&gt;insinuaram-se no meu dia.&lt;br /&gt;Voltei a guardá-las&lt;br /&gt;em recônditos lugares&lt;br /&gt;para que não me incomodem mais.&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar feliz, leve e solta&lt;br /&gt;para quando chegares.&lt;br /&gt;Nem vais saber da falta imensa&lt;br /&gt;que teu amor me faz.&lt;br /&gt;Nem vais saber&lt;br /&gt;do que a tua ausência é capaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odeteronchibaltazar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;Recadinhos para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segura minha mão e vem comigo,&lt;br /&gt;viver sem teu amor e teu carinho,&lt;br /&gt;eu já não mais consigo...&lt;br /&gt;Basta o teu "sim" e não estarei sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;Os segredos que eu guardava,&lt;br /&gt;sem reservas, te entreguei.&lt;br /&gt;Se com teu amor eu sonhava,&lt;br /&gt;bem mais feliz despertei.&lt;br /&gt;Se me queres e estou a te querer,&lt;br /&gt;então por que esta espera?&lt;br /&gt;Permite o nosso amor acontecer&lt;br /&gt;e deixe mais lindo, tudo quanto já o era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117015859254320760?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117015859254320760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117015859254320760' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117015859254320760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117015859254320760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/recadinhos-by-odete-s-holtz.html' title='Recadinhos by odete &amp;amp; S. Holtz'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117010608658677093</id><published>2007-01-29T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T17:28:06.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/232122/paixao3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/410593/paixao3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Declaração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa eu dizer que te amo,&lt;br /&gt;deixa eu dizer que te quero,&lt;br /&gt;deixa eu dizer que não vivo sem ti...&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, deixa...&lt;br /&gt;Deixa que eu repouse meu corpo junto ao teu,&lt;br /&gt;deixa meu coração te contar aquilo que eu ainda não&lt;br /&gt;achei o jeito para declarar...&lt;br /&gt;deixa eu te sentir por inteira,&lt;br /&gt;Deixa eu te despir para te banhar com carinho&lt;br /&gt;e, também,&lt;br /&gt;deixa eu te vestir quando os desejos estiverem saciados.&lt;br /&gt;Deixa que eu sonhe contigo&lt;br /&gt;e tenha muitas estrelas&lt;br /&gt;a cintilar sobre o meu céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117010608658677093?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117010608658677093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117010608658677093' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117010608658677093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117010608658677093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/declarao.html' title='Declaração'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117007558088564768</id><published>2007-01-29T08:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T15:52:39.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/510349/borboleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/848566/borboleta.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No jardim da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;qual borboleta, tu chegaste.&lt;br /&gt;Sem convite, sem pedir guarida,&lt;br /&gt;as minhas flores, tu beijaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daquele momento em diante,&lt;br /&gt;algo em mim modificou... &lt;br /&gt;Por teu bailado esvoaçante,&lt;br /&gt;meu coração se apaixonou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais perfumes e matizes, &lt;br /&gt;naquelas flores pude notar, &lt;br /&gt;hoje eu vivo dias felizes &lt;br /&gt;inda que só, a te esperar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117007558088564768?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117007558088564768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117007558088564768' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117007558088564768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117007558088564768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/vem.html' title='Vem...'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-117001767804641667</id><published>2007-01-28T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T16:54:38.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/941984/encontro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/70789/encontro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A saudade que me invade é imensa...&lt;br /&gt;A distância entre nós é maior ainda.&lt;br /&gt;Queria tanto sentir a tua presença,&lt;br /&gt;Dizer-te baixinho, o quanto és linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão bom seria agora, poder te ver,&lt;br /&gt;Tomado de emoção e com o rosto corado,&lt;br /&gt;Convidar-te-ia para o mundo esquecer&lt;br /&gt;E vir até à ponte, num encontro marcado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijar tua boca, sentir teu perfume...&lt;br /&gt;E quisera ainda, se possível me for,&lt;br /&gt;Ler em teus olhos, através deste lume,&lt;br /&gt;O quanto me queres, se sou teu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-117001767804641667?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/117001767804641667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=117001767804641667' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117001767804641667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/117001767804641667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/encontro.html' title='Encontro'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-116973886365242053</id><published>2007-01-25T11:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T12:56:06.232-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ausência'/><title type='text'>Apelos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/327346/papel%20-%20catedral%20cintilante%20%204a.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/142233/papel%20-%20catedral%20cintilante%20%204a.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apelos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tão longe, sinto os teus apelos...&lt;br /&gt;De amor, meu corpo todo estremece.&lt;br /&gt;Tento esconder e não respondê-los,&lt;br /&gt;mas, logo, esta mentira desaparece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisera negar o quanto eu te amo,&lt;br /&gt;e se me fosse possível, esconderia,&lt;br /&gt;fingiria que por ti nunca eu chamo,&lt;br /&gt;e que sem este amor eu até viveria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... muito bom seria, se um dia&lt;br /&gt;o destino até nos permitisse juntar&lt;br /&gt;tudo quanto o mundo nos negaria,&lt;br /&gt;e que jamais pudesse nos separar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venha a este encontro esperado,&lt;br /&gt;mas, não pensando em despedida.&lt;br /&gt;Coração aguarda descompassado,&lt;br /&gt;querendo a resposta de uma vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-116973886365242053?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/116973886365242053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=116973886365242053' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116973886365242053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116973886365242053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/apelos.html' title='Apelos'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-116967511141325717</id><published>2007-01-24T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:12:48.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma vez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/664511/amantes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/183561/amantes.jpg" style="float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciso dizer mais uma vez que te amo,&lt;br /&gt;a saudade chega e é por ti que eu chamo.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas ao teu lado a vida faz sentido,&lt;br /&gt;onde somente amar é o permitido.&lt;br /&gt;Repousa teus lábios em minha boca fria&lt;br /&gt;e aquece meu corpo com tua pele macia.&lt;br /&gt;Sente o pulsar deste coração que é teu,&lt;br /&gt;e desde o primeiro encontro te escolheu.&lt;br /&gt;Eu abrirei a porta do céu para entrares&lt;br /&gt;e seguirei contigo para sempre te amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-116967511141325717?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/116967511141325717/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=116967511141325717' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116967511141325717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116967511141325717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/mais-uma-vez.html' title='Mais uma vez'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-116956370983544233</id><published>2007-01-23T10:45:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T14:45:02.440-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coração'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paixão'/><title type='text'>Diga-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R_tM0EUwIoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Gq7ZaBATWmA/s1600-h/docemel_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186823853244949122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R_tM0EUwIoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Gq7ZaBATWmA/s320/docemel_a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R_tMh0UwInI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DbtJuACfjzs/s1600-h/docemel_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/550215/docemel_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diga-me...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Se for de seu agrado,&lt;br /&gt;então diga-me...&lt;br /&gt;diga sempre, diga agora&lt;br /&gt;diga com o coração &lt;br /&gt;ou mesmo da boca pra fora, &lt;br /&gt;diga quando tiver vontade &lt;br /&gt;... até as dores vão embora,&lt;br /&gt;quando fala para mim, &lt;br /&gt;o que era bom até melhora.&lt;br /&gt;Diga forte ou suavemente, &lt;br /&gt;seja muito ou quase nada, &lt;br /&gt;ou de forma inconsequente... &lt;br /&gt;mas, por favor diga então&lt;br /&gt;que unirei suas palavras &lt;br /&gt;em uma plena vastidão.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, se acaso decidir,&lt;br /&gt;sem palavras me atingir &lt;br /&gt;diretamente no coração, &lt;br /&gt;dê-me a página em branco, &lt;br /&gt;que eu queimarei de paixão.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-116956370983544233?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/116956370983544233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=116956370983544233' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116956370983544233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116956370983544233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/ento-diga.html' title='Diga-me'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWGsZIpvyAc/R_tM0EUwIoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Gq7ZaBATWmA/s72-c/docemel_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-116947985482757353</id><published>2007-01-22T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T11:30:54.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Por um instante</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/452283/sunset-couple-kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/77117/sunset-couple-kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por um instante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me dera ter num instante de inspiração,&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo invadido pela alma de um poeta&lt;br /&gt;e então contar da minha grande paixão,&lt;br /&gt;de maneira delicada e um tanto discreta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelar os segredos, só com palavra escolhida...&lt;br /&gt;Poder mostrar o quanto tocas fundo em mim,&lt;br /&gt;falar de tua importância em minha vida&lt;br /&gt;e desejar que este instante não tenha fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saber dizer assim, o quanto linda tu és.&lt;br /&gt;Pedir que sigas de mãos dadas comigo,&lt;br /&gt;sendo nesta hora, muito mais que um amigo&lt;br /&gt;e sentir o mundo que colocastes sob meus pés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-116947985482757353?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/116947985482757353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=116947985482757353' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116947985482757353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116947985482757353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/por-um-instante.html' title='Por um instante'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-116938363336744473</id><published>2007-01-21T08:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T08:47:13.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/505768/lindamulher_holtz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/82182/lindamulher_holtz.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renovação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda menina do nariz arrebitado&lt;br /&gt;estou, de novo, por você apaixonado...&lt;br /&gt;Vai ser assim a cada dia que surgir.&lt;br /&gt;Desta renovação, não tem como fugir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se acaso o vento me escutasse,&lt;br /&gt;queria uma graça a ele pedir&lt;br /&gt;que pétalas de flores espalhasse&lt;br /&gt;e assim seu dia pudesse colorir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar o mundo&lt;br /&gt;embrulhado para presente&lt;br /&gt;se ao menos num segundo&lt;br /&gt;te tornasse sorridente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-116938363336744473?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/116938363336744473/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=116938363336744473' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116938363336744473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116938363336744473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/renovao.html' title='Renovação'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-116929619596982264</id><published>2007-01-20T08:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T08:30:53.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recado do coração</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/15290/byholtz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/90865/byholtz.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recado do coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insônia me visitou,&lt;br /&gt;num canto me acomodei.&lt;br /&gt;Durante horas seguidas,&lt;br /&gt;meu coração escutei.&lt;br /&gt;De começo até fiz pouco&lt;br /&gt;e pra ele nem liguei.&lt;br /&gt;Chegou então o veredicto,&lt;br /&gt;assustado até fiquei.&lt;br /&gt;Ele bateu muito forte,&lt;br /&gt;deixando-me bem avisado.&lt;br /&gt;Pertence só a você,&lt;br /&gt;pra outro amor está fechado.&lt;br /&gt;Como se não bastasse,&lt;br /&gt;te deixa este recado:&lt;br /&gt;O homem que o carrega,&lt;br /&gt;é por você apaixonado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-116929619596982264?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/116929619596982264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=116929619596982264' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116929619596982264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116929619596982264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/recado-do-corao.html' title='Recado do coração'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-116924179940660876</id><published>2007-01-19T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T17:23:19.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais beijos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/167157/beijo_n&amp;n.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/943976/beijo_n%26n.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coração inquieto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero algumas coisas te falar&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração não quer se aquietar&lt;br /&gt;Agora teima em te procurar&lt;br /&gt;Ele pede-me para te beijar...&lt;br /&gt;Beijos ternos e delicados&lt;br /&gt;Sejam quentes ou resfriados&lt;br /&gt;Beijos lentos e caprichados&lt;br /&gt;Todos puros e apaixonados&lt;br /&gt;Beijos sem data ou hora marcada&lt;br /&gt;Sem qualquer temor nem mais nada&lt;br /&gt;Apenas beijos com a alma lavada&lt;br /&gt;Beijos... a saudade está instalada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-116924179940660876?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/116924179940660876/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=116924179940660876' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116924179940660876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116924179940660876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/mais-beijos.html' title='Mais beijos'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38621878.post-116920392286636973</id><published>2007-01-19T06:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T15:07:21.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reencontro  (à minha mãe)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/1600/465751/sash_mae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5558/4293/320/12640/sash_mae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reencontro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. Holtz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem eu fui te visitar&lt;br /&gt;e tu estavas tão linda,&lt;br /&gt;mas, não pude te beijar...&lt;br /&gt;mais saudades veio ainda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naquela foto pequena,&lt;br /&gt;Presa na pedra tão fria,&lt;br /&gt;Te mostra bela e serena&lt;br /&gt;Como eras no dia a dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da saudade que deixastes,&lt;br /&gt;nem consigo me livrar,&lt;br /&gt;sei o quanto me amastes&lt;br /&gt;e que sempre irei te amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu de longe me acompanhas&lt;br /&gt;e tudo podes perceber:&lt;br /&gt;o vazio em minhas entranhas&lt;br /&gt;...não tem como preencher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou seguindo pela vida,&lt;br /&gt;esperando a vez chegar,&lt;br /&gt;cruzarei também a ponte,&lt;br /&gt;... e irei te reencontrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.Holtz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38621878-116920392286636973?l=sergioholtz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/feeds/116920392286636973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38621878&amp;postID=116920392286636973' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116920392286636973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38621878/posts/default/116920392286636973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sergioholtz.blogspot.com/2007/01/minha-me.html' title='Reencontro  (à minha mãe)'/><author><name>Sergio Alberto Stefani Holtz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15172493289173816790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYAIecGsADs/TVU3zsbqXFI/AAAAAAAAARE/tGD4EraAjxo/s220/sasholtz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
