tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15997862.post-91968426009252398332008-04-27T21:10:00.000+02:002008-04-27T21:10:31.123+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1HEmfW40YBM/SBTPK0jtAKI/AAAAAAAABE4/JS8JfTHgJNE/s1600-h/aneta_christina.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1HEmfW40YBM/SBTPK0jtAKI/AAAAAAAABE4/JS8JfTHgJNE/s400/aneta_christina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194004055079059618" border="0" /></a><br /><center><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >No</span> voldria res més ara<br />que estimar-te<br />i sentir el teu cos, ben a prop.<br /><br />No voldria res més ara<br />que el teu somriure<br />i ni un alè d'aire entre tu i jo.<br /><br />(<a href="http://ca.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maria_del_Mar_Bonet_Verdaguer">Maria del Mar Bonet</a>)</center>èlsinorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04062051479879058382noreply@blogger.com