<?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-7497072838461055854</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:53:13.032-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ESPERANZA A FLOR DE PIEL</title><subtitle type='html'>SOY ESE SENTIMIENTO, ESE PENSAMIENTO QUE VIVE EN EL CORAZON QUE NO SABE DE DISTANCIAS Y TIEMPOS CUANDO LE CANTA AL AMOR .
VIVO EN EL MUNDO DONDE LOS DUENDES PINTAN DE COLORES LOS SUEÑOS Y LAS HADAS BAILAN LAS MELODIAS EN EL ALMA DE UN GORRION</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>369</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5966590313814030235</id><published>2012-02-15T22:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T22:56:50.890-03:00</updated><title type='text'>RECUERDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRVPaVN1vWQ/TzxiEHBAYMI/AAAAAAAABIg/1Izin-LG8jw/s1600/que%2Bhermoso%2Bson%2Blos%2Brecuerdos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRVPaVN1vWQ/TzxiEHBAYMI/AAAAAAAABIg/1Izin-LG8jw/s400/que%2Bhermoso%2Bson%2Blos%2Brecuerdos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709546250341212354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que hermosos son los recuerdos...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llegan con las melodías del alma&lt;br /&gt;Y conque fuerza el amor, suspira en el cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;Cuando un te amo rebosa en el eco del corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun sin verte, hoy y siempre mis pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Rescatan de mí ser, esos instantes, ese relámpago&lt;br /&gt;Donde la luz de tus ojos… iluminada  por el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Me hablaron con la transparencia de tu espíritu &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cautivado por la magia que esa noche irradiabas&lt;br /&gt;Me sentí como un navegante,  que en un mar &lt;br /&gt;De ilusiones...había encontrado en ti el rumbo &lt;br /&gt;De su vida  y el puerto de su  Esperanza  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5966590313814030235?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5966590313814030235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5966590313814030235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2012/02/recuerdos.html' title='RECUERDOS'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aRVPaVN1vWQ/TzxiEHBAYMI/AAAAAAAABIg/1Izin-LG8jw/s72-c/que%2Bhermoso%2Bson%2Blos%2Brecuerdos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4290234496059409450</id><published>2012-02-10T11:24:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T17:41:30.570-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SAN VALENTIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NV_dxClo8fs/TzUtI1t94uI/AAAAAAAABIU/69TiB0jfjqo/s1600/dia%2Bdel%2Bamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NV_dxClo8fs/TzUtI1t94uI/AAAAAAAABIU/69TiB0jfjqo/s400/dia%2Bdel%2Bamor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707517732644053730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el día de los enamorados&lt;br /&gt;Dejo mi corazón en estas letras&lt;br /&gt;Para que tú al leerlas, percibas&lt;br /&gt;Con los ojos del alma...&lt;br /&gt;El amor que las palabras llevan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tienen presencia, de cálidos besos&lt;br /&gt;Caricias intensas, llenas de encantos&lt;br /&gt;Suspiros...armonizando los silencios&lt;br /&gt;Y la magia exaltada de una pasión&lt;br /&gt;Calmada en el remanso de una sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy que los colores de la esperanza&lt;br /&gt;Reflejan la fe de los sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;Iluminemos nuestro espíritu...&lt;br /&gt;Con el amor que Dios nos enseño&lt;br /&gt;Engalanando nuestro paso por esta vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4290234496059409450?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4290234496059409450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4290234496059409450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2012/02/san-valentin.html' title='SAN VALENTIN'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NV_dxClo8fs/TzUtI1t94uI/AAAAAAAABIU/69TiB0jfjqo/s72-c/dia%2Bdel%2Bamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5633079031749315787</id><published>2012-02-08T19:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T19:55:49.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FASCINACION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-687p_Jv8hGw/TzL9Yg1JGtI/AAAAAAAABII/jqR7YJ5p-Gw/s1600/tus%2Bojos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-687p_Jv8hGw/TzL9Yg1JGtI/AAAAAAAABII/jqR7YJ5p-Gw/s400/tus%2Bojos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706902275403356882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tienen tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;Que cuando los miro&lt;br /&gt;En mi alma...siento&lt;br /&gt;El llamado de tus latidos &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Que tiene tu boca &lt;br /&gt;Que al ver tus labios  &lt;br /&gt;El deseo  de tus besos &lt;br /&gt;Invade y cautiva mi corazón &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tiene tu figura &lt;br /&gt;Que como el mar la veo &lt;br /&gt;Tan Intensa y profunda &lt;br /&gt;Tan llena de magia y misterio &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5633079031749315787?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5633079031749315787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5633079031749315787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2012/02/fascinacion.html' title='FASCINACION'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-687p_Jv8hGw/TzL9Yg1JGtI/AAAAAAAABII/jqR7YJ5p-Gw/s72-c/tus%2Bojos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5951827916449065712</id><published>2012-02-01T23:56:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T21:42:11.100-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LA COMPAÑIA DE UN AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vyZgVhdApQ/Tyn-IF6HqRI/AAAAAAAABH8/queWY3QIXCU/s1600/buscando%2Bla%2Bcompania%2Bdel%2Bamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vyZgVhdApQ/Tyn-IF6HqRI/AAAAAAAABH8/queWY3QIXCU/s400/buscando%2Bla%2Bcompania%2Bdel%2Bamor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704369818019801362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando en el horizonte...&lt;br /&gt;El  cielo acuna la luz del día  &lt;br /&gt;Y las estrellas vuelven a brillar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El mar se ilumina con su magia &lt;br /&gt;Y en sus orillas jinetes blancos &lt;br /&gt;Traen el misterio de la soledad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque llegan?...&lt;br /&gt;Serán acaso como mis pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Que errantes van en el silencio  &lt;br /&gt;Buscando la compañía de tu amor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5951827916449065712?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5951827916449065712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5951827916449065712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2012/02/la-compania-de-un-amor.html' title='LA COMPAÑIA DE UN AMOR'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vyZgVhdApQ/Tyn-IF6HqRI/AAAAAAAABH8/queWY3QIXCU/s72-c/buscando%2Bla%2Bcompania%2Bdel%2Bamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5020113353989546326</id><published>2012-01-24T22:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:56:38.370-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SIN TI.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRrH5Q1OfMM/Tx9hRmSXsDI/AAAAAAAABHY/9IKoE_e2zOs/s1600/sin%2Bti%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRrH5Q1OfMM/Tx9hRmSXsDI/AAAAAAAABHY/9IKoE_e2zOs/s400/sin%2Bti%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701382608237604914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin ti&lt;br /&gt;Mi alma no tendría&lt;br /&gt;El rocío de tus latidos  &lt;br /&gt;Llenándola de amor&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin ti &lt;br /&gt;No podría ver las luces &lt;br /&gt;Porque mi espíritu &lt;br /&gt;Vagaría entre  las sombras &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque sin ti &lt;br /&gt;Me atraparía la tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Y en medio de la nostalgia &lt;br /&gt;Me perdería en la noche eterna &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5020113353989546326?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5020113353989546326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5020113353989546326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2012/01/sin-ti.html' title='SIN TI.....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GRrH5Q1OfMM/Tx9hRmSXsDI/AAAAAAAABHY/9IKoE_e2zOs/s72-c/sin%2Bti%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6132909958282442057</id><published>2012-01-13T22:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:14:33.097-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EMBARCATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9YbJrxyx7c/TxDW4Kfi0LI/AAAAAAAABHM/twOKXVrcE74/s1600/embarcate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9YbJrxyx7c/TxDW4Kfi0LI/AAAAAAAABHM/twOKXVrcE74/s400/embarcate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697289789001355442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embárcate...&lt;br /&gt;En la nave de tu mente &lt;br /&gt;Y deja que el silencio &lt;br /&gt;Te lleve por los mares del amor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que un instante podrás &lt;br /&gt;Cruzar las barreras del tiempo &lt;br /&gt;Y sentir  brisas de suspiros   &lt;br /&gt;Para que guìen  tu  corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navega con tus pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;Sobre el encanto de corceles blancos &lt;br /&gt;Lleva en ellos  la magia  de tus besos &lt;br /&gt;Que pronto llegaras al refugio de mis labios  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6132909958282442057?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6132909958282442057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6132909958282442057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2012/01/embarcate.html' title='EMBARCATE'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9YbJrxyx7c/TxDW4Kfi0LI/AAAAAAAABHM/twOKXVrcE74/s72-c/embarcate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-8562775085522686314</id><published>2011-12-17T21:08:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T21:23:33.271-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TU AMOR ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ny5i8qMj3g/Tu0wEskltgI/AAAAAAAABG0/CBBrlv0T8ls/s1600/tu%2Bamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ny5i8qMj3g/Tu0wEskltgI/AAAAAAAABG0/CBBrlv0T8ls/s400/tu%2Bamor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687254761681040898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun...siento el calor de tus manos&lt;br /&gt;Cuando aquella tarde de un verano &lt;br /&gt;En tu  corazón se acuno  mi  alma&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun... siento el efluvio de tu piel &lt;br /&gt;Cuando la intensidad de nuestros besos &lt;br /&gt;Convertían la magia en una fuente pasión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun...tus ojos iluminan el silencio&lt;br /&gt;Donde la luz de tu amor... es el sol &lt;br /&gt;Que enciende siempre mis sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-8562775085522686314?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8562775085522686314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8562775085522686314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/12/tu-amor_17.html' title='TU AMOR ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ny5i8qMj3g/Tu0wEskltgI/AAAAAAAABG0/CBBrlv0T8ls/s72-c/tu%2Bamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-9194052777459142063</id><published>2011-12-16T20:18:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T20:45:21.066-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LOS AMANTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n6yZlK6Ar-8/TuvT4ULtCqI/AAAAAAAABGo/GmUYXu-vl0E/s1600/los%2Bamantes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n6yZlK6Ar-8/TuvT4ULtCqI/AAAAAAAABGo/GmUYXu-vl0E/s400/los%2Bamantes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686871918929316514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alzaran las copas al dar las doce  &lt;br /&gt;Y un brindis en el secreto de sus ojos&lt;br /&gt;los amantes compartiran con el cielo &lt;br /&gt;Pensamientos con burbujas de champaña &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque ...otro año nuevo comienza&lt;br /&gt;Renovando  la fe y las esperanzas &lt;br /&gt;Esperando que  el primer amanecer&lt;br /&gt;La pasiòn siga iluminàndoles el alma  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En aquel momento... la voces del corazón&lt;br /&gt;Al unisono cruzaran barreras en el silencio  &lt;br /&gt;Para que en las cálidas brisas...un TE AMO    &lt;br /&gt;Recorra con amor la inmortalidad de los tiempos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-9194052777459142063?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/9194052777459142063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/9194052777459142063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/12/los-amantes.html' title='LOS AMANTES'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n6yZlK6Ar-8/TuvT4ULtCqI/AAAAAAAABGo/GmUYXu-vl0E/s72-c/los%2Bamantes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4057331433234290333</id><published>2011-12-15T21:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T21:48:32.942-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CADA VEZ QUE TE RECUERDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cykR0keBmeY/TuqVUVA1OkI/AAAAAAAABGc/e3TBaKGeRA4/s1600/tus%2Bbesosssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cykR0keBmeY/TuqVUVA1OkI/AAAAAAAABGc/e3TBaKGeRA4/s400/tus%2Bbesosssss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686521655979227714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que te recuerdo...&lt;br /&gt;Las horas del pasado me llevan &lt;br /&gt;A esos días donde la magia vivía &lt;br /&gt;Hechizándonos en besos y caricias &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que te recuerdo...&lt;br /&gt;Revivo en el interior de mi cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;Aquellos momentos, donde en tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón, en el espejo de tu alma se reflejaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez que te recuerdo...&lt;br /&gt;Espero en el viento que impulsan las olas   &lt;br /&gt;La fragancia del rocío que impregnaba mi piel  &lt;br /&gt;Cuando entre mis brazos el amor se acunaba  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4057331433234290333?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4057331433234290333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4057331433234290333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/12/cada-vez-que-te-recuerdo.html' title='CADA VEZ QUE TE RECUERDO'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cykR0keBmeY/TuqVUVA1OkI/AAAAAAAABGc/e3TBaKGeRA4/s72-c/tus%2Bbesosssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-879931193955758684</id><published>2011-12-05T21:19:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:44:20.522-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TU MAGIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2M81reCDTIQ/Tt1ghQOQAlI/AAAAAAAABGE/fz4oaI06nrA/s1600/tu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2M81reCDTIQ/Tt1ghQOQAlI/AAAAAAAABGE/fz4oaI06nrA/s400/tu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682804429218120274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy por los senderos  del tiempo &lt;br /&gt;Buscando aquel sublime momento &lt;br /&gt;Donde tus besos y los míos tejieron &lt;br /&gt;Llamas de amor en nuestros  labios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde las caricias...&lt;br /&gt;Recorrían bajo la luz de la pasión   &lt;br /&gt;El universo cálido de nuestra piel&lt;br /&gt;Iluminada por los ojos del alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy que me invade tu recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;En la copa de mis sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;Brindo por ese hermoso y feliz día &lt;br /&gt;En que la magia nos abrió el corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-879931193955758684?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/879931193955758684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/879931193955758684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/12/tu-magia.html' title='TU MAGIA'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2M81reCDTIQ/Tt1ghQOQAlI/AAAAAAAABGE/fz4oaI06nrA/s72-c/tu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-2055434775153185446</id><published>2011-11-26T23:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T23:27:08.752-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANDO NO ESTAS .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_P6tbi9VPx8/TtGflkUrKdI/AAAAAAAABFs/33P6F1HbCHQ/s1600/cuando%2Bno%2Bestas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_P6tbi9VPx8/TtGflkUrKdI/AAAAAAAABFs/33P6F1HbCHQ/s400/cuando%2Bno%2Bestas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679496072845273554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando navegas con tus pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Arribando...con el amor de tu alma  &lt;br /&gt;En mi corazón, siento el grito de tu voz &lt;br /&gt;Que desgarra mi silencio con un Te quiero  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en las venas que llevan mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;Escucho los lamentos de besos perdidos &lt;br /&gt;Que errantes...van buscando  la pasión &lt;br /&gt;Donde se embriagaron contigo mis sentidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay...! Qué difícil es amarte como te amo &lt;br /&gt;Iluminas mi vida como las luces del cielo &lt;br /&gt;Pero a igual que su rocío...llora mi cuerpo  &lt;br /&gt;En la noche cuando no te siento conmigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-2055434775153185446?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2055434775153185446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2055434775153185446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/11/cuando-no-estas.html' title='CUANDO NO ESTAS .....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_P6tbi9VPx8/TtGflkUrKdI/AAAAAAAABFs/33P6F1HbCHQ/s72-c/cuando%2Bno%2Bestas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-8502655832904934880</id><published>2011-11-24T20:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T20:51:09.128-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL FUEGO DE TU AMOR ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uNckGAHg1Dk/Ts7XnQTm2aI/AAAAAAAABFU/nDqnz9qRwp4/s1600/manos%2Bde%2Bamantes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 359px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uNckGAHg1Dk/Ts7XnQTm2aI/AAAAAAAABFU/nDqnz9qRwp4/s400/manos%2Bde%2Bamantes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678713249552849314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando sienta el fuego de tu amor&lt;br /&gt;Te entregare mi corazón  hechizado &lt;br /&gt;En la danza fascinante de besos y caricias &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y esperando que tu pasión y la mía &lt;br /&gt;Embriaguen de encantos nuestros sentidos &lt;br /&gt;Acunare junto a ti...los latidos del alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que siempre tú y yo...recordemos &lt;br /&gt;Que en el mar de nuestros sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;Navegaron en las mágicas y cálidas brisas &lt;br /&gt;La sublime generosidad de nuestro espíritu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-8502655832904934880?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8502655832904934880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8502655832904934880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-fuego-de-tu-amor.html' title='EL FUEGO DE TU AMOR ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uNckGAHg1Dk/Ts7XnQTm2aI/AAAAAAAABFU/nDqnz9qRwp4/s72-c/manos%2Bde%2Bamantes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-8782486154752286968</id><published>2011-11-22T11:44:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:16:12.822-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANDO PIENSO EN TI ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UrjkbTDhGiI/Tsu5sEm68CI/AAAAAAAABE8/7jpnnxKCVXE/s1600/pensar%2Ben%2Bti.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UrjkbTDhGiI/Tsu5sEm68CI/AAAAAAAABE8/7jpnnxKCVXE/s400/pensar%2Ben%2Bti.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677835922033012770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando pienso en ti...&lt;br /&gt;Escucho la voz de mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Que se acuna en mis labios&lt;br /&gt;Para llamarte en el silencio&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;En ese instante...que el amor &lt;br /&gt;Refleja en mis ojos, el encanto &lt;br /&gt;De verte cautivada en mis brazos&lt;br /&gt;Un te amo  engalana mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en esa intimidad que me da la calma &lt;br /&gt;Descubro  que nada es más hermoso &lt;br /&gt;Que sentir la magia de los sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;Cuando van surgiendo con las luces del alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-8782486154752286968?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8782486154752286968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8782486154752286968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/11/cuando-pienso-en-ti.html' title='CUANDO PIENSO EN TI ...'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UrjkbTDhGiI/Tsu5sEm68CI/AAAAAAAABE8/7jpnnxKCVXE/s72-c/pensar%2Ben%2Bti.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-1530366309491045440</id><published>2011-11-17T20:38:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T20:50:32.930-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TU QUE ERES EL CANTO DE LA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcywuvdAhlU/TsWdD0fOWYI/AAAAAAAABEw/kHDJutO6aek/s1600/tu%2Bque%2Bembellece%2Bla%2Bvida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcywuvdAhlU/TsWdD0fOWYI/AAAAAAAABEw/kHDJutO6aek/s400/tu%2Bque%2Bembellece%2Bla%2Bvida.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676115594325154178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que tus ojos irradien...como una flor&lt;br /&gt;La luz que la esperanza refleja en tu alma &lt;br /&gt;Y que tu sonrisa sea el espejo que muestre &lt;br /&gt;La calidez y la simpatía que tiene tu corazón &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acuérdate, siempre que el perfume que uses &lt;br /&gt;Tenga el aroma y la frescura de un rocío &lt;br /&gt;Para que de tus manos emerjan las caricias&lt;br /&gt;Suaves...como la esencia que nutre los pétalos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú que eres un ser que embellece la vida &lt;br /&gt;Siembra amor...donde veas rencores &lt;br /&gt;Alegría donde percibas...desasosiego &lt;br /&gt;Y armonía...donde haya discrepancias &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-1530366309491045440?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1530366309491045440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1530366309491045440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/11/tu-que-eres-el-canto-de-la-vida.html' title='TU QUE ERES EL CANTO DE LA VIDA'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PcywuvdAhlU/TsWdD0fOWYI/AAAAAAAABEw/kHDJutO6aek/s72-c/tu%2Bque%2Bembellece%2Bla%2Bvida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-7927588626180804662</id><published>2011-11-15T23:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:20:54.107-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA LLAMA DE ESPERANZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQGVEImtjPE/TsMd55Ny09I/AAAAAAAABEk/5JHqI8pRIzg/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQGVEImtjPE/TsMd55Ny09I/AAAAAAAABEk/5JHqI8pRIzg/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675412835865383890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirando la grandeza que tiene el  mar &lt;br /&gt;Con la barca de mi alma intenté navegar &lt;br /&gt;Llevando pensamientos por el horizonte &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buscando en ese  umbral  del silencio&lt;br /&gt;El eco que siempre llega a  mi corazón &lt;br /&gt;Despertando el  amor en mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en el atardecer, cuando ya agotado  &lt;br /&gt;Las nostalgias invadían mis sentidos &lt;br /&gt;El  cielo enrojeció en su intenso azul &lt;br /&gt;Una llama de pasion que ilumino mi esperanza &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-7927588626180804662?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7927588626180804662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7927588626180804662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/11/una-llama-de-esperanza.html' title='UNA LLAMA DE ESPERANZA'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DQGVEImtjPE/TsMd55Ny09I/AAAAAAAABEk/5JHqI8pRIzg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-2958943092362584291</id><published>2011-11-08T14:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T14:38:01.357-03:00</updated><title type='text'>HABLAME CON TUS PENSAMIENTOS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wChvOm5nJ50/TrloduOlDhI/AAAAAAAABEY/ysMJiATlGkA/s1600/hablame%2Bcon%2Btus%2Bpensamientos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wChvOm5nJ50/TrloduOlDhI/AAAAAAAABEY/ysMJiATlGkA/s400/hablame%2Bcon%2Btus%2Bpensamientos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672680065484525074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Háblame...háblame...con tus pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Deja que sea tu corazón el que me cuente&lt;br /&gt;Que lleva mi amor prendido en sus latidos&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y que bajo el encanto que tiene la ternura  &lt;br /&gt;La magia del mundo nos unirá en el silencio &lt;br /&gt;Embelesados por la calidez de nuestras almas&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay!...amada mía, si supieras que el amarte &lt;br /&gt;Ilumina mis días, como la luz del sol o la luna &lt;br /&gt;Sabrías que tú eres el canto que llena mi vida  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-2958943092362584291?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2958943092362584291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2958943092362584291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/11/hablame-con-tus-pensamientos.html' title='HABLAME CON TUS PENSAMIENTOS....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wChvOm5nJ50/TrloduOlDhI/AAAAAAAABEY/ysMJiATlGkA/s72-c/hablame%2Bcon%2Btus%2Bpensamientos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6420966752129302725</id><published>2011-10-27T21:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T21:32:16.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSAR EN TI ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp9wHj8ZeYo/Tqn3yCnEw7I/AAAAAAAABEM/fxIYTFqbvNg/s1600/pensar%2Ben%2Bti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp9wHj8ZeYo/Tqn3yCnEw7I/AAAAAAAABEM/fxIYTFqbvNg/s400/pensar%2Ben%2Bti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668334045088760754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar en ti es iluminar mi alma &lt;br /&gt;Y sentir como la magia del amor &lt;br /&gt;Impregna tu nombre en mis latidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es dejar que mi corazón se emocione&lt;br /&gt;Y mis ojos se cierren...para percibir &lt;br /&gt;La cercanìa de tu boca en mis labios &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es respirar en el aroma de una flor &lt;br /&gt;La fragancia que aromatiza tu piel &lt;br /&gt;Cuando la pasión brota con tus besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Es navegar con mis pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Por los caminos florecidos del silencio &lt;br /&gt;Porque en ellos, siempre estas tù &lt;br /&gt;llenando de luces el encanto de la esperanza&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6420966752129302725?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6420966752129302725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6420966752129302725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/10/pensar-en-ti.html' title='PENSAR EN TI ......'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jp9wHj8ZeYo/Tqn3yCnEw7I/AAAAAAAABEM/fxIYTFqbvNg/s72-c/pensar%2Ben%2Bti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-3981106193938087190</id><published>2011-10-24T22:10:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:18:55.078-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PORQUE TE QUIERO......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GacJXEbKL54/TqYMsAUjG7I/AAAAAAAABEA/WXY5wPBxhQ8/s1600/porque%2Bte%2Bquiero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GacJXEbKL54/TqYMsAUjG7I/AAAAAAAABEA/WXY5wPBxhQ8/s400/porque%2Bte%2Bquiero.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667231131232312242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me pregunto porque te quiero…?&lt;br /&gt;Si solo eres pasajera de mis pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;Será acaso el hechizo de tu amor...? &lt;br /&gt;Que llega a mi corazón despojandolo del silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O será quizás…? que por  mis  venas &lt;br /&gt;Va embarcado, el secreto de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Como cabalgan los corceles blancos &lt;br /&gt;En el misterio del inmenso y penetrante mar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O será tal vez...?  Que al pensarte   &lt;br /&gt;Te acunas en los  latidos de mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Como el sigilo del rocío que acaricia &lt;br /&gt;Una flor, en la oculta pasión de la noche &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-3981106193938087190?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3981106193938087190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3981106193938087190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/10/porque-te-quiero.html' title='PORQUE TE QUIERO......'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GacJXEbKL54/TqYMsAUjG7I/AAAAAAAABEA/WXY5wPBxhQ8/s72-c/porque%2Bte%2Bquiero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-2938741527635383973</id><published>2011-10-19T21:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T21:56:15.195-03:00</updated><title type='text'>POR LOS CAMINOS DE LA NOCHE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqQ24S28wmA/Tp9xl3IJODI/AAAAAAAABD0/HOcDYllqQwI/s1600/POR%2BLOS%2BCAMINOS%2BDE%2BLA%2BNOCHE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqQ24S28wmA/Tp9xl3IJODI/AAAAAAAABD0/HOcDYllqQwI/s400/POR%2BLOS%2BCAMINOS%2BDE%2BLA%2BNOCHE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665371751522580530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por los caminos de la noche&lt;br /&gt;Embarco mis  pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Guiado por las melodías de tu amor &lt;br /&gt;Y las esperanzas de cálidos besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una playa con claros de luna acuna&lt;br /&gt;Tu imagen, esperándome sobre la arena  &lt;br /&gt;Y  con el canto de olas nocturnas &lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón te entrego cubierto de anhelos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y antes que llegue la luz del día&lt;br /&gt;Dejo en el mar de los sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;Brisas templadas de pasión... &lt;br /&gt;Que acaricien mi alma cuando te pienso&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-2938741527635383973?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2938741527635383973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2938741527635383973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/10/por-los-caminos-de-la-noche.html' title='POR LOS CAMINOS DE LA NOCHE....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqQ24S28wmA/Tp9xl3IJODI/AAAAAAAABD0/HOcDYllqQwI/s72-c/POR%2BLOS%2BCAMINOS%2BDE%2BLA%2BNOCHE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6240013190742904260</id><published>2011-10-03T20:10:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:17:09.056-03:00</updated><title type='text'>RECORDANDOTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rAdbWy24cs8/TopBja6YTHI/AAAAAAAABDs/KB2ialKS27I/s1600/mirando%2Bel%2Bmar.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rAdbWy24cs8/TopBja6YTHI/AAAAAAAABDs/KB2ialKS27I/s400/mirando%2Bel%2Bmar.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659407958519860338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirando el mar y el horizonte...&lt;br /&gt;Una noche de verano se refleja en mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;Y en el corazón una suave melodía de amor &lt;br /&gt;Revive en mi alma la danza de nuestros besos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;El murmullo de las olas…&lt;br /&gt;Me lleva en un instante al cautivador momento &lt;br /&gt;Donde tu piel y el rubí brillante de tus labios&lt;br /&gt;Convertían en llamas la pasión de mi cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinado en mis pensamientos…&lt;br /&gt;Percibo en el cálido viento y en el rojo atardecer &lt;br /&gt;La magia que elevaron nuestras almas…&lt;br /&gt;Cuando en suspiros derramaron la savia del corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6240013190742904260?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6240013190742904260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6240013190742904260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/10/recordandote.html' title='RECORDANDOTE'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rAdbWy24cs8/TopBja6YTHI/AAAAAAAABDs/KB2ialKS27I/s72-c/mirando%2Bel%2Bmar.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-94564728639504857</id><published>2011-09-28T20:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T21:00:32.262-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LAGRIMAS EN EL VIENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q68s6BxwSm8/ToO1AWkZ7OI/AAAAAAAABDk/n0NHPoixz3A/s1600/lagrimas%2Ben%2Bel%2Bviento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q68s6BxwSm8/ToO1AWkZ7OI/AAAAAAAABDk/n0NHPoixz3A/s400/lagrimas%2Ben%2Bel%2Bviento.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657564574570376418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escucho en los sonidos del cielo&lt;br /&gt;Un lamento que viene de lejos &lt;br /&gt;Y al llegar siento en mi silencio &lt;br /&gt;Lagrimas montada en el viento &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay...si yo pudiera calmar tus penas &lt;br /&gt;Cruzar las distancias y en tus labios &lt;br /&gt;Y...en tu cuerpo acunarte  mis besos&lt;br /&gt;Apartaría de tu mente el desaliento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Oh Amada mía..! &lt;br /&gt;Llena tu noche  con la luz de la esperanza &lt;br /&gt;Deja que ella ilumine las raíces de tu espíritu&lt;br /&gt;Y sentirás crecer en tu alma, el amor de mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-94564728639504857?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/94564728639504857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/94564728639504857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/09/lagrimas-en-el-viento.html' title='LAGRIMAS EN EL VIENTO'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q68s6BxwSm8/ToO1AWkZ7OI/AAAAAAAABDk/n0NHPoixz3A/s72-c/lagrimas%2Ben%2Bel%2Bviento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4801198174240780859</id><published>2011-09-22T22:04:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T23:23:56.349-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SI ALGUNA VEZ ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNPfmMeoA7k/TnvsEeVKIFI/AAAAAAAABDc/4Z7VXhV6pMA/s1600/si%2Balguna%2Bvez.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNPfmMeoA7k/TnvsEeVKIFI/AAAAAAAABDc/4Z7VXhV6pMA/s400/si%2Balguna%2Bvez.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655373318699229266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si alguna vez...&lt;br /&gt;Mi nombre se acuna en tus pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Sabrás que en tu corazón estoy latiendo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si alguna vez... &lt;br /&gt;Tú boca pronuncia mi nombre, podrás sentir &lt;br /&gt;Al respirar, que una brisa de pasiòn llena tú pecho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si alguna vez...&lt;br /&gt;En el reflejo de un espejo tus ojos me buscan &lt;br /&gt;Me encontraras en el mundo donde no existen distancias &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas si alguna vez...&lt;br /&gt;Piensas que de ti me he de olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Solo mira en el azul del cielo &lt;br /&gt;Si sus estrellas han dejado de alumbrar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4801198174240780859?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4801198174240780859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4801198174240780859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/09/si-alguna-vez.html' title='SI ALGUNA VEZ ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KNPfmMeoA7k/TnvsEeVKIFI/AAAAAAAABDc/4Z7VXhV6pMA/s72-c/si%2Balguna%2Bvez.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4118036678702614970</id><published>2011-09-20T20:18:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T21:06:09.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LA ESPERANZA DE LA PRIMAVERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I96Vk4ITkAA/Tnkgk4Fr2KI/AAAAAAAABDU/m0eqsqgXw1I/s1600/primavera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I96Vk4ITkAA/Tnkgk4Fr2KI/AAAAAAAABDU/m0eqsqgXw1I/s400/primavera.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654586625043978402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así como las flores vuelven a lucir en la primavera &lt;br /&gt;Llena tu espíritu...de magia, aroma y belleza &lt;br /&gt;Deja que tu alma del corazón...ella desprenda &lt;br /&gt;El encanto que tiene el amor recorriendo tus venas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asómate al mundo como una rosa suave y delicada &lt;br /&gt;refleja en tus ojos las luces del sol y la luna&lt;br /&gt;Diseña en tu cuerpo la elegancia que da la alegría  &lt;br /&gt;Y en tus labios la fascinación de una sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Vistete con ilusiones, llena tus días con Fe &lt;br /&gt;Cántale a la vida, e Irrádiala con los colores del alma   &lt;br /&gt;Que ya... se ha ido el invierno...Y hoy... para ti &lt;br /&gt;se han abierto los umbrales de la Esperanza &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4118036678702614970?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4118036678702614970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4118036678702614970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/09/la-esperanza-de-la-primavera.html' title='LA ESPERANZA DE LA PRIMAVERA'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I96Vk4ITkAA/Tnkgk4Fr2KI/AAAAAAAABDU/m0eqsqgXw1I/s72-c/primavera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5241175425617229064</id><published>2011-09-17T21:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T21:58:18.599-03:00</updated><title type='text'>BESAME SUAVEMENTE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9s5qTUZL6LI/TnVBXXfEw7I/AAAAAAAABDM/OoNgqKp3TVs/s1600/besame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9s5qTUZL6LI/TnVBXXfEw7I/AAAAAAAABDM/OoNgqKp3TVs/s400/besame.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653496776930673586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bésame...bésame...suavemente&lt;br /&gt;Para que la danza de nuestros besos&lt;br /&gt;Enciendan en los latidos del corazón&lt;br /&gt;El  mágico fuego que tiene el amor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Bésame...bésame...suavemente &lt;br /&gt;Para que en tus brazos y en los míos &lt;br /&gt;La excitación de nuestros cuerpos &lt;br /&gt;Nos lleve a cruzar el umbral de la pasión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bésame...bésame...suavemente &lt;br /&gt;Para que  ya borrachos de suspiros &lt;br /&gt;El atardecer  nos lleve como al sol &lt;br /&gt;Al remanso de la noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mûjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5241175425617229064?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5241175425617229064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5241175425617229064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/09/besame-suavemente.html' title='BESAME SUAVEMENTE...'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9s5qTUZL6LI/TnVBXXfEw7I/AAAAAAAABDM/OoNgqKp3TVs/s72-c/besame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-3265580523253401074</id><published>2011-09-09T20:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T20:11:02.435-03:00</updated><title type='text'>GRACIAS A TI ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJCOtWUq7QI/Tmqc9QAbevI/AAAAAAAABC8/a1ZAou3APy4/s1600/gracias%2Ba%2Bti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJCOtWUq7QI/Tmqc9QAbevI/AAAAAAAABC8/a1ZAou3APy4/s400/gracias%2Ba%2Bti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650501258572430066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a ti...no tengo soledad &lt;br /&gt;Porque en mi silencio tu amor &lt;br /&gt;Siempre llena de melodías mi alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a ti...puedo sentir&lt;br /&gt;En los ecos de mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;Tu voz acariciándome el corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a ti...puedo abrigarme &lt;br /&gt;Con las brisas de tus sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;Al mirar el cielo o el verde del mar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a ti...puedo cerrar los ojos &lt;br /&gt;Y sentir en mis labios la presencia &lt;br /&gt;De tus  besos humedeciendo mi boca &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-3265580523253401074?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3265580523253401074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3265580523253401074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/09/gracias-ti.html' title='GRACIAS A TI ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJCOtWUq7QI/Tmqc9QAbevI/AAAAAAAABC8/a1ZAou3APy4/s72-c/gracias%2Ba%2Bti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-351987488456579491</id><published>2011-09-07T20:15:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T20:30:54.449-03:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPARTIR....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQck3q_w9mo/Tmf9H6YCwLI/AAAAAAAABC0/gv4TITLWeig/s1600/xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQck3q_w9mo/Tmf9H6YCwLI/AAAAAAAABC0/gv4TITLWeig/s400/tu magia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649762569930588338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compartir el espejo de tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;Es sentir el encanto del amor &lt;br /&gt;Cruzando los umbrales del alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver tus labios,  es saber&lt;br /&gt;Que en tu sonrisa esta la melodía&lt;br /&gt;Donde con el corazón...me llamas &lt;br /&gt;A la dulce danza de tus besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acariciar tus manos es percibir &lt;br /&gt;El inmenso mar que habita en ti &lt;br /&gt;Y querer ser el navío que navegue &lt;br /&gt;Sobre tus olas de pasión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-351987488456579491?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/351987488456579491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/351987488456579491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/09/compartir-tu-magia.html' title='COMPARTIR....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQck3q_w9mo/Tmf9H6YCwLI/AAAAAAAABC0/gv4TITLWeig/s72-c/tu magia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6719936178914812007</id><published>2011-08-29T21:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T21:32:35.415-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TU AMOR .......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ebFRQ0EyrmU/Tlws4o1Z_NI/AAAAAAAABCs/s0oViAPtj04/s1600/tu%2Bamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ebFRQ0EyrmU/Tlws4o1Z_NI/AAAAAAAABCs/s0oViAPtj04/s400/tu%2Bamor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646437384361475282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La  pasión recorre por mis venas &lt;br /&gt;Llevando  la esencia del amor &lt;br /&gt;Que tú sembraste en mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres el Sol que ilumina mis sentidos &lt;br /&gt;Un claro de luz de luna que acaricia &lt;br /&gt;Mis pensamientos... en el silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por más que el tiempo, vaya mellando &lt;br /&gt;De otoños mi cuerpo y un dia lo lleve&lt;br /&gt;En los brazos de un crepúsculo... mi alma &lt;br /&gt;Siempre vestirá tu amor en la luz de un amanecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6719936178914812007?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6719936178914812007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6719936178914812007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/08/tu-amor.html' title='TU AMOR .......'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ebFRQ0EyrmU/Tlws4o1Z_NI/AAAAAAAABCs/s0oViAPtj04/s72-c/tu%2Bamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-7606283026168639331</id><published>2011-08-26T19:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T19:53:22.803-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL SECRETO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KeTDLNOCt-Y/Tlgi3yoIhLI/AAAAAAAABCk/AG_Wax-5ojI/s1600/pensando%2Ben%2Bella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KeTDLNOCt-Y/Tlgi3yoIhLI/AAAAAAAABCk/AG_Wax-5ojI/s400/pensando%2Ben%2Bella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645300474787169458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sera quizás..? el reflejo de la luna&lt;br /&gt;El gran  secreto que guarda el mar&lt;br /&gt;Cuando se acuna en su inmensidad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sera quizás..? que en el horizonte &lt;br /&gt;Ella deja suspiros despertando brisas &lt;br /&gt;Para que sus olas cabalguen sin cesar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sera quizás..? que en corceles blancos &lt;br /&gt;Ocultos en collares de perlas y cristal &lt;br /&gt;Lleguen agitados  besos  para reposar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo se..! que cuando en ella pienso &lt;br /&gt;Así  como el secreto que tiene el mar &lt;br /&gt;En el silencio la nombro y en mi alma   &lt;br /&gt;Llevo besos para ahuyentar la soledad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-7606283026168639331?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7606283026168639331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7606283026168639331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/08/el-secreto.html' title='EL SECRETO'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KeTDLNOCt-Y/Tlgi3yoIhLI/AAAAAAAABCk/AG_Wax-5ojI/s72-c/pensando%2Ben%2Bella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-8232268057196455835</id><published>2011-08-17T12:48:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T13:11:04.615-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSANDO EN TI ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEU_g2BR9ZM/TkvkthvZT2I/AAAAAAAABCc/bj4vGFbIJYs/s1600/crepusculo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 334px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEU_g2BR9ZM/TkvkthvZT2I/AAAAAAAABCc/bj4vGFbIJYs/s400/crepusculo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641854429014085474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi alma... pasajera de mi cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;Al pensar en ti, mirando el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Libera de mi corazón, ese amor &lt;br /&gt;Que has sembrado en  mis latidos&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;	&lt;br /&gt;El silencio... me abre las puertas &lt;br /&gt;De un maravilloso y mágico  mundo &lt;br /&gt;Donde mis pensamientos se elevan &lt;br /&gt;Para ir a la búsqueda de tu encuentro  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con tu nombre a viva voz...  &lt;br /&gt;Atravieso  los colores del  crespúsculo &lt;br /&gt;Llamandote, para saber donde esta el oasis&lt;br /&gt;Que refleja la pasion y la fuente de tus besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-8232268057196455835?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8232268057196455835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8232268057196455835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/08/pensando-en-ti.html' title='PENSANDO EN TI ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEU_g2BR9ZM/TkvkthvZT2I/AAAAAAAABCc/bj4vGFbIJYs/s72-c/crepusculo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5200357501224424636</id><published>2011-08-08T22:15:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T22:32:33.057-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANDO TU ME PIENSES....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WayOzV25qOs/TkCKbq43jiI/AAAAAAAABCU/ruu-lD1wUPQ/s1600/cuando%2Btu%2Bme%2Bpienses.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WayOzV25qOs/TkCKbq43jiI/AAAAAAAABCU/ruu-lD1wUPQ/s400/cuando%2Btu%2Bme%2Bpienses.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638658941441773090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tù me pienses... &lt;br /&gt;Sentirás en el eco de tus latidos&lt;br /&gt;Que mi amor no tiene distancias &lt;br /&gt;Porque esta ahì, viviendo contigo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tù me pienses...&lt;br /&gt;Y mi nombre salga de tu corazòn&lt;br /&gt;El manantial de mi alma liberara&lt;br /&gt;Sus besos para humedecer tus labios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tú me pienses... &lt;br /&gt;Las brisas traerán tus suspiros&lt;br /&gt;Y  en el silencio, la esperanza &lt;br /&gt;De amarte se acunara en mis ojos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5200357501224424636?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5200357501224424636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5200357501224424636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/08/cuando-tu-me-pienses.html' title='CUANDO TU ME PIENSES....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WayOzV25qOs/TkCKbq43jiI/AAAAAAAABCU/ruu-lD1wUPQ/s72-c/cuando%2Btu%2Bme%2Bpienses.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-1600244242757532928</id><published>2011-08-05T15:57:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T16:12:12.451-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AUNQUE ESTEMOS LEJOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxR5mtnq7Kk/Tjw-C6KFCQI/AAAAAAAABCM/iP7WDSCaKV8/s1600/aunque%2Bestemos%2Blejos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxR5mtnq7Kk/Tjw-C6KFCQI/AAAAAAAABCM/iP7WDSCaKV8/s400/aunque%2Bestemos%2Blejos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637449053253208322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque estemos lejos &lt;br /&gt;Tu corazón y el mío&lt;br /&gt;Llevaran el amor &lt;br /&gt;Sembrado en sus latidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque estemos lejos &lt;br /&gt;El mismo cielo cobijara&lt;br /&gt;Con la luz de su magia &lt;br /&gt;Nuestros sentimientos  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque estemos lejos &lt;br /&gt;En mis labios estará &lt;br /&gt;Siempre tu nombre &lt;br /&gt;Desgarrando el silencio &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque estemos lejos &lt;br /&gt;Nuestros pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;Acariciaran el alma &lt;br /&gt;Con el calor de un Te quiero  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque estemos lejos &lt;br /&gt;Siempre habrá un arco iris &lt;br /&gt;Que nos unirá a través &lt;br /&gt;De los tiempos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque aunque estemos lejos &lt;br /&gt;En nuestros labios... &lt;br /&gt;como un tesoro se refugiaran&lt;br /&gt;Esperanzados y ansiosos besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-1600244242757532928?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1600244242757532928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1600244242757532928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/08/aunque-estemos-lejos.html' title='AUNQUE ESTEMOS LEJOS'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OxR5mtnq7Kk/Tjw-C6KFCQI/AAAAAAAABCM/iP7WDSCaKV8/s72-c/aunque%2Bestemos%2Blejos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-1973287220702282643</id><published>2011-08-04T21:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T21:59:19.828-03:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIERO .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fnJcxffWxQ/Tjs_4nHYC1I/AAAAAAAABCE/gvokZTM5ke8/s1600/estrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fnJcxffWxQ/Tjs_4nHYC1I/AAAAAAAABCE/gvokZTM5ke8/s400/estrella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637169600389450578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero aferrar mi boca &lt;br /&gt;A tus labios….y en ellos &lt;br /&gt;Sentir los besos danzando &lt;br /&gt;Con los latidos del corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero dejar en tu cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;El calor de mis sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;Como intensas e incesantes&lt;br /&gt;Olas que el mar lleva a la playa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero que nuestro amor &lt;br /&gt;Sea inmortal en el tiempo &lt;br /&gt;Que en la noche refleje su luz &lt;br /&gt;Como una estrella mas en el cielo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-1973287220702282643?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1973287220702282643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1973287220702282643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/08/quiero.html' title='QUIERO .....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--fnJcxffWxQ/Tjs_4nHYC1I/AAAAAAAABCE/gvokZTM5ke8/s72-c/estrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-2294359733119517425</id><published>2011-08-03T21:22:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:55:38.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ERAN LAS DIEZ DE LA NOCHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dk8CKwMGiyY/TjnpcgQsWUI/AAAAAAAABB8/xCTXHH0WuuQ/s1600/sue%25C3%25B1o%2Bde%2Bamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dk8CKwMGiyY/TjnpcgQsWUI/AAAAAAAABB8/xCTXHH0WuuQ/s400/sue%25C3%25B1o%2Bde%2Bamor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636793084536445250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eran las diez de esa noche &lt;br /&gt;Cuando exuberante y bella&lt;br /&gt;Me abriste tu corazòn &lt;br /&gt;Con la magia de tu alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una túnica de velo negro &lt;br /&gt;Sobre tu blanco y suave cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;Irradiaban  el oasis…&lt;br /&gt;Donde la pasión se refugiaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acaricie la suavidad de tu pelo&lt;br /&gt;Y al ver el amor reflejado en  tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;Esa noche…te entregue mi corazón  &lt;br /&gt;Al sentir el sabor de tus besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-2294359733119517425?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2294359733119517425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2294359733119517425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/08/eran-las-diez-de-la-noche.html' title='ERAN LAS DIEZ DE LA NOCHE'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dk8CKwMGiyY/TjnpcgQsWUI/AAAAAAAABB8/xCTXHH0WuuQ/s72-c/sue%25C3%25B1o%2Bde%2Bamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-8529993427355051839</id><published>2011-07-29T21:17:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T12:12:08.174-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A TRAVES DE TUS OJOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2zPlTJtdwE/TjNZuLoeGlI/AAAAAAAABB0/fSYKuM8TWQs/s1600/puedo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 352px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2zPlTJtdwE/TjNZuLoeGlI/AAAAAAAABB0/fSYKuM8TWQs/s400/puedo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634946208702011986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En tus ojos...&lt;br /&gt;puedo sentir el amor &lt;br /&gt;como una llama que refleja &lt;br /&gt;el calor de tu corazòn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En su brillo...&lt;br /&gt;un camino lleno de magia &lt;br /&gt;donde suaves y calidos besos &lt;br /&gt;iluminan sus encantos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en tu cuerpo...&lt;br /&gt;presentir la playa donde el mar &lt;br /&gt;de mi pasion llevara hacia el&lt;br /&gt;sus olas, con las brisas del alma  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-8529993427355051839?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8529993427355051839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8529993427355051839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/07/traves-de-tus-ojos.html' title='A TRAVES DE TUS OJOS'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A2zPlTJtdwE/TjNZuLoeGlI/AAAAAAAABB0/fSYKuM8TWQs/s72-c/puedo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4902465551863387075</id><published>2011-07-23T21:09:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T21:22:19.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LLEGA LA NOCHE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ4hV87rjNw/TitlR9OAHBI/AAAAAAAABBM/aOWcO52HZOo/s1600/llega%2Bla%2Bnoche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ4hV87rjNw/TitlR9OAHBI/AAAAAAAABBM/aOWcO52HZOo/s400/llega%2Bla%2Bnoche.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632707118122408978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llega la noche y en ella &lt;br /&gt;La esencia de tu alma &lt;br /&gt;Se acuna en mi corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los sentimientos danzan &lt;br /&gt;Excitando mis latidos,  &lt;br /&gt;Tu nombre se encarna en mi boca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en la magia del silencio &lt;br /&gt;Respirando el aroma de tu piel &lt;br /&gt;Siento en mis labios el balanceo &lt;br /&gt;Intenso de nuestros besos  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4902465551863387075?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4902465551863387075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4902465551863387075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/07/llega-la-noche-y-en-ella-la-esencia-de.html' title='LLEGA LA NOCHE...'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQ4hV87rjNw/TitlR9OAHBI/AAAAAAAABBM/aOWcO52HZOo/s72-c/llega%2Bla%2Bnoche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6137635253124128704</id><published>2011-07-21T23:17:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:34:38.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPUES DE AMARNOS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wi7ZAGC7MA/TijehqF8RLI/AAAAAAAABBE/9rxeS9hp2FQ/s1600/despues%2Bque%2Btu%2Bme%2Bames.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wi7ZAGC7MA/TijehqF8RLI/AAAAAAAABBE/9rxeS9hp2FQ/s400/despues%2Bque%2Btu%2Bme%2Bames.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631996003843065010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extrañaría la llama de tu piel ardiendo &lt;br /&gt;El fuego de tu boca...quemándome &lt;br /&gt;Tus caricias deslizándose en mi cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;Y  el jadeo de tu alma cautivándome &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extrañaría el deseo reflejado en tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;Y el eco de agitados latidos liberándose &lt;br /&gt;La ansiedad llegando al sosiego...&lt;br /&gt;Y el mimoso susurro de tu suave voz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extrañaría el aroma de tu dulce perfume &lt;br /&gt;Humedeciendo...con su fragancia mí ser &lt;br /&gt;Suaves  melodías flotando en el aire &lt;br /&gt;Y la magia del amor danzando en el edén&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6137635253124128704?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6137635253124128704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6137635253124128704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/07/despues-que-tu-me-ames.html' title='DESPUES DE AMARNOS....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Wi7ZAGC7MA/TijehqF8RLI/AAAAAAAABBE/9rxeS9hp2FQ/s72-c/despues%2Bque%2Btu%2Bme%2Bames.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-8282310498158173921</id><published>2011-07-19T20:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T20:22:47.339-03:00</updated><title type='text'>QUERID@S AMIG@S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UNwx7v0j8QU/TiYRssfzYNI/AAAAAAAABA8/01mlU9meVK0/s1600/MANOS%2BD%2BCOLORES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UNwx7v0j8QU/TiYRssfzYNI/AAAAAAAABA8/01mlU9meVK0/s400/MANOS%2BD%2BCOLORES.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631207843629850834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenerlos&lt;br /&gt;Es sentir sus latidos&lt;br /&gt;en el eco del silencio,&lt;br /&gt;compartiendo...&lt;br /&gt;ilusiones y esperanzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es percibir la luz&lt;br /&gt;que reflejan sus almas&lt;br /&gt;iluminando los colores&lt;br /&gt;de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es compartir juntos&lt;br /&gt;esa Fe que tiene el amor&lt;br /&gt;cuando se siente suspirar&lt;br /&gt;al corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es darles las gracias&lt;br /&gt;Por estar y por ser cada día&lt;br /&gt;Parte de esos pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;que acortan las distancias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tengan un muy Feliz día&lt;br /&gt;Y que la sonrisa irradie siempre&lt;br /&gt;el espejo del corazón donde la&lt;br /&gt;magia se refleja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alzo mi copa de sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;Y mirando el cielo brindo por Uds.&lt;br /&gt;Agradeciéndole a Dios el haberme&lt;br /&gt;Cruzado por vuestro camino  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que el nos bendiga a todos&lt;br /&gt;Un beso y mi cariño de siempre&lt;br /&gt;Los quiero mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-8282310498158173921?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8282310498158173921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8282310498158173921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/07/querids-amigs.html' title='QUERID@S AMIG@S'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UNwx7v0j8QU/TiYRssfzYNI/AAAAAAAABA8/01mlU9meVK0/s72-c/MANOS%2BD%2BCOLORES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-8045335264324759143</id><published>2011-07-12T20:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T21:00:44.525-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOY UN SOÑADOR.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AluZbhrL8Rc/ThzfsLCmYyI/AAAAAAAABA0/7_7I0XzX-CY/s1600/la%2Bmagia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AluZbhrL8Rc/ThzfsLCmYyI/AAAAAAAABA0/7_7I0XzX-CY/s400/la%2Bmagia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628619584277209890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy un soñador...&lt;br /&gt;Que va con sus pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Recorriendo los días y las noches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mas que el bullicio me rodee &lt;br /&gt;La luz de mis sentimientos... &lt;br /&gt;Ilumina los laberintos de mi silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mente me lleva hacia un mundo &lt;br /&gt;Donde los  latidos del amor  &lt;br /&gt;Son los compases que miman mi alma &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la pasión una suave y cálida brisa  &lt;br /&gt;Que al respirarla...invade mi cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;Desprendiendo del núcleo de mi corazón &lt;br /&gt;La exaltación de un suspiro  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No hay mejor ilusión que vivir con Fe &lt;br /&gt;La Esperanza de un sueño “&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-8045335264324759143?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8045335264324759143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8045335264324759143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/07/soy-un-sonador.html' title='SOY UN SOÑADOR.....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AluZbhrL8Rc/ThzfsLCmYyI/AAAAAAAABA0/7_7I0XzX-CY/s72-c/la%2Bmagia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5367725913184267622</id><published>2011-07-01T21:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T09:48:29.480-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANDO SE OCULTE EL SILENCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57NeG0RQ_Ag/Tg5nfs4DBsI/AAAAAAAABAs/pZAYc4IygDE/s1600/amanecer%2Ben%2Btus%2B%2Bbrazos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57NeG0RQ_Ag/Tg5nfs4DBsI/AAAAAAAABAs/pZAYc4IygDE/s400/amanecer%2Ben%2Btus%2B%2Bbrazos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624546778952173250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando suaves caricias dancen &lt;br /&gt;La magia de un amor profundo&lt;br /&gt;Como olas que arriban si que nadie &lt;br /&gt;Descubra  el encanto de su misterio &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y entreverados e implicados latidos &lt;br /&gt;Den  su fuerza al vaivén desenfrenado &lt;br /&gt;De apasionados besos..y los suspiros&lt;br /&gt;Encuentren el remanso del alma&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ese día...será que en el amanecer &lt;br /&gt;Se oculte para siempre el silencio&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu voz y la mía embelesadas &lt;br /&gt;Al unísono se despertaran queriendo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5367725913184267622?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5367725913184267622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5367725913184267622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/07/cuando-suaves-caricias-dancen-la-magia.html' title='CUANDO SE OCULTE EL SILENCIO'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-57NeG0RQ_Ag/Tg5nfs4DBsI/AAAAAAAABAs/pZAYc4IygDE/s72-c/amanecer%2Ben%2Btus%2B%2Bbrazos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-256899869704229822</id><published>2011-06-17T21:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:51:17.537-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SUEÑO DE AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-neFqBiQ08cg/Tfv2dPup1HI/AAAAAAAABAk/IhDQKGVdGz8/s1600/sue%25C3%25B1o%2Bde%2Bamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-neFqBiQ08cg/Tfv2dPup1HI/AAAAAAAABAk/IhDQKGVdGz8/s400/sue%25C3%25B1o%2Bde%2Bamor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619355942373676146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoche me dormí pensando en ti &lt;br /&gt;Y en sueños pude vivir el momento &lt;br /&gt;Donde tus suspiros eran melodías &lt;br /&gt;Que invadían el silencio de la noche&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón se reflejaba en tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Tu  cuerpo en mis brazos se aferraba &lt;br /&gt;Y en tu boca, el hechizo del amor&lt;br /&gt;Me llamaba a la danza de los besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llego la mañana y en el despertar&lt;br /&gt;La realidad,....se hizo presente &lt;br /&gt;Pero el encanto que dejo la noche &lt;br /&gt;Aun perduraba en el interior de mi alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-256899869704229822?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/256899869704229822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/256899869704229822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/06/sueno-de-amor.html' title='SUEÑO DE AMOR'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-neFqBiQ08cg/Tfv2dPup1HI/AAAAAAAABAk/IhDQKGVdGz8/s72-c/sue%25C3%25B1o%2Bde%2Bamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-3543664817206576472</id><published>2011-06-01T20:00:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T20:11:14.043-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NO SE.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPfXhIpuRVI/TebFbO1niKI/AAAAAAAABAY/qrQXmzhDnuo/s1600/no%2Bse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPfXhIpuRVI/TebFbO1niKI/AAAAAAAABAY/qrQXmzhDnuo/s400/no%2Bse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613391057194027170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se si algún día...&lt;br /&gt;Nuestros labios, encontraran &lt;br /&gt;La fuente donde los besos se refugian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero si se que tus latidos y los míos, &lt;br /&gt;Se encuentran, cuando los pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Salen a buscarlos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque la magia del amor,&lt;br /&gt;Llena los espacios de silencios &lt;br /&gt;Con esa ilusión que vive en el alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se si podremos sentir el calor,&lt;br /&gt;Que el corazón deja en la piel &lt;br /&gt;Cuando la pasión se enciende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero se como son tus caricias&lt;br /&gt;Porque en las cálidas brisas del mar &lt;br /&gt;Recibo el encanto de tus suspiros&lt;br /&gt;y en las noches el abrazo de tu alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-3543664817206576472?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3543664817206576472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3543664817206576472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-se.html' title='NO SE.....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPfXhIpuRVI/TebFbO1niKI/AAAAAAAABAY/qrQXmzhDnuo/s72-c/no%2Bse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6352064965001614224</id><published>2011-05-26T21:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T18:46:30.598-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSANDO EN TI ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMnQfkcsn-I/Td70ApZZdCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/5CEkxrjsC9A/s1600/amantes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMnQfkcsn-I/Td70ApZZdCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/5CEkxrjsC9A/s400/amantes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611190477699773474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy pensando en ti, la noche es fría&lt;br /&gt;Pero siento al respirar sus brisas…&lt;br /&gt;La pasión de tu amor invadiendo mi cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;Con el calor y la intensidad de tus besos&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Y en el silencio que me acompaña &lt;br /&gt;Al cerrar mis ojos navego en nubes blancas  &lt;br /&gt;Buscando a través de un tiempo sin distancias &lt;br /&gt;La luz donde tú figura es iluminada por tu alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay si yo pudiera al despertar de mi sueño&lt;br /&gt;Ver en tus labios el reflejo de la mañana &lt;br /&gt;Sabría que el oasis que busque con ansias &lt;br /&gt;Es el camino que la fe le dio a mi esperanza &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6352064965001614224?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6352064965001614224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6352064965001614224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/05/pensando-en-ti.html' title='PENSANDO EN TI ......'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMnQfkcsn-I/Td70ApZZdCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/5CEkxrjsC9A/s72-c/amantes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4781547287588148352</id><published>2011-05-24T13:11:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:55:21.751-03:00</updated><title type='text'>HABLANDO CON MI AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0UvZSd1y0HE/TdvZcHX0IeI/AAAAAAAABAI/D0CuADxT77c/s1600/mi%2Bamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0UvZSd1y0HE/TdvZcHX0IeI/AAAAAAAABAI/D0CuADxT77c/s400/mi%2Bamor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610316837858583010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor &lt;br /&gt;Que solo puedo verte &lt;br /&gt;Cuando mis ojos &lt;br /&gt;Te reflejan en mi espejo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor &lt;br /&gt;Que solo puedo oírte &lt;br /&gt;Cuando el alma desahoga &lt;br /&gt;Ansiosos latidos en el eco de mi pecho &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor&lt;br /&gt;Que en el silencio convocas mi voz &lt;br /&gt;Para llamarla en la profundidad &lt;br /&gt;Y poder cruzar con mis pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;El umbral de los sueños &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te dire que aunque no puedas despertar   &lt;br /&gt;en la realidad con tu noble sentimiento &lt;br /&gt;Siempre estaras aferrado a mi alma  &lt;br /&gt;Porque fue ella quien ilumino mi corazòn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4781547287588148352?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4781547287588148352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4781547287588148352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/05/mi-amor.html' title='HABLANDO CON MI AMOR'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0UvZSd1y0HE/TdvZcHX0IeI/AAAAAAAABAI/D0CuADxT77c/s72-c/mi%2Bamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5290671605686096585</id><published>2011-05-20T20:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T20:40:33.068-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTA NOCHE .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SClDCWOiaSU/Tdb582MimlI/AAAAAAAABAA/AVyg21Klss8/s1600/esta%2Bnoche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SClDCWOiaSU/Tdb582MimlI/AAAAAAAABAA/AVyg21Klss8/s400/esta%2Bnoche.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608945209672112722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche abriré mi corazón &lt;br /&gt;Para mimar tus pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Dejare mis labios abiertos &lt;br /&gt;Como un aljibe lleno de besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche tú alma y la mía &lt;br /&gt;Vivirán esa esperanza de amor &lt;br /&gt;En un mundo donde la pasión &lt;br /&gt;Es la llama que ilumina la vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche el cariño de las manos&lt;br /&gt;Al unísono llevaran cálidas brisas &lt;br /&gt;Para templar con magia nuestra piel &lt;br /&gt;Y liberar la embriaguez de los suspiros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche cuando me pienses &lt;br /&gt;No habrá distancias ni tiempos&lt;br /&gt;Porque en el silencio Tù y Yo  &lt;br /&gt;sentiremos como nos amamos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5290671605686096585?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5290671605686096585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5290671605686096585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/05/esta-noche.html' title='ESTA NOCHE .....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SClDCWOiaSU/Tdb582MimlI/AAAAAAAABAA/AVyg21Klss8/s72-c/esta%2Bnoche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6157795444116046147</id><published>2011-05-03T22:17:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T22:53:16.962-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UN TESORO ESCONDIDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8lgIne0RP0/TcCqKzwrXJI/AAAAAAAAA_4/69Rm2MeM9QQ/s1600/wwwwwwwwwwwwwww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8lgIne0RP0/TcCqKzwrXJI/AAAAAAAAA_4/69Rm2MeM9QQ/s400/un tesoro escondido.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602665039118687378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En mi vitrina de vidrio&lt;br /&gt;Hay una copa entre todas &lt;br /&gt;Que erguida y muy bella&lt;br /&gt;Lleva un recuerdo escondido &lt;br /&gt;En su cuerpo de fino cristal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al verla,...un sonido de brindis &lt;br /&gt;Se abre paso en mi silencio &lt;br /&gt;Y en mis pensamientos, la luz&lt;br /&gt;De una noche refleja en el mar &lt;br /&gt;El brillo de la luna y las estrellas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una melodía lejana se acerca &lt;br /&gt;en mi corazón,...latidos&lt;br /&gt;que el tiempo ha dormido&lt;br /&gt;Se despiertan al llamado &lt;br /&gt;De los sentimientos del alma  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nostalgia también va llegando &lt;br /&gt;Y en el espejo de mi mente, veo&lt;br /&gt;La agitación de burbujas de champaña &lt;br /&gt;Que inquietas buscaban nuestros labios &lt;br /&gt;Para llenar de sabor y encanto los besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y fue tan nuestra, aquella hermosa noche&lt;br /&gt;Que embriagados de amor y pasión &lt;br /&gt;La magia nos llevo navegando... &lt;br /&gt;En brisas de suspiros, hasta el amanecer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy  han pasado los años, mas nadie sabe &lt;br /&gt;Que en ese estante de mi vidrio, una copa &lt;br /&gt;De fino cristal no esta vacía...&lt;br /&gt;Porque ella guarda como un tesoro el recuerdo &lt;br /&gt;De un corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6157795444116046147?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6157795444116046147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6157795444116046147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/05/un-tesoro-escondido.html' title='UN TESORO ESCONDIDO'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g8lgIne0RP0/TcCqKzwrXJI/AAAAAAAAA_4/69Rm2MeM9QQ/s72-c/un tesoro escondido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5444781717094281365</id><published>2011-04-28T12:53:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T13:11:47.671-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOY ESE AMOR ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1RjQ1Ag1sLU/TbmRujN5LXI/AAAAAAAAA_w/sw2RPjmjPVg/s1600/la%2Bmagia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1RjQ1Ag1sLU/TbmRujN5LXI/AAAAAAAAA_w/sw2RPjmjPVg/s400/la%2Bmagia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600667840525446514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy ese amor que aletea como un colibrí &lt;br /&gt;En un silencio, sin tiempos ni distancias&lt;br /&gt;Buscando que la luz de un sentimiento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilumine el refugio, donde la esperanza &lt;br /&gt;Ampare besos llenos de pasión y ternura&lt;br /&gt;Para nutrir de suspiros el deseo de mi alma   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayúdame,...Siembra pensamientos en tu espacio&lt;br /&gt;Con mucha fe pronuncia mi nombre a los vientos&lt;br /&gt;Y podrás comprender...que la vida, tiene magia&lt;br /&gt;Porque en un instante, estaré latiendo en tu corazón  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5444781717094281365?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5444781717094281365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5444781717094281365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/04/soy-ese-amor.html' title='SOY ESE AMOR ...'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1RjQ1Ag1sLU/TbmRujN5LXI/AAAAAAAAA_w/sw2RPjmjPVg/s72-c/la%2Bmagia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5829444362216377193</id><published>2011-04-15T19:21:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:40:35.690-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MI SECRETO....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1uVvukryFU/TajHd8nEm_I/AAAAAAAAA_g/S-omod_jgV4/s1600/mi%2Bsecreto.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1uVvukryFU/TajHd8nEm_I/AAAAAAAAA_g/S-omod_jgV4/s400/mi%2Bsecreto.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595941854307982322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te miro y en el reflejo de tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;una esperanza ilumina mi alma &lt;br /&gt;me hablas y tu voz invade mi corazòn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que lejos...quizàs estes de percibir&lt;br /&gt;este amor que solo desea nacer contigo &lt;br /&gt;de saber que en el refugio de mis labios &lt;br /&gt;guardo para ti llamas encendidas de besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tù supieras cuanta ternura&lt;br /&gt;despiertas cuando estoy frente de ti &lt;br /&gt;sabrìas que la fuerza de mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;llevan brisas de caricias a mis manos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque solo sea un desvario lo que siento &lt;br /&gt;aunque jamàs pueda decirte que te amo... &lt;br /&gt;seràs la ilusiòn que en mis pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;iluminarà los dìas en mis horas de silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5829444362216377193?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5829444362216377193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5829444362216377193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/04/mi-secreto.html' title='MI SECRETO....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1uVvukryFU/TajHd8nEm_I/AAAAAAAAA_g/S-omod_jgV4/s72-c/mi%2Bsecreto.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6563236745517063839</id><published>2011-04-14T21:45:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T22:25:06.602-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOY AQUEL....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUd7HsQzpcg/TaeV9AclYlI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/82aSgrwpmbg/s1600/esperanza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUd7HsQzpcg/TaeV9AclYlI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/82aSgrwpmbg/s400/esperanza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595605937355579986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy aquel que siembra en tu vida &lt;br /&gt;Pensamientos llenos de ternura &lt;br /&gt;Que te acompaña en el silencio &lt;br /&gt;Compartiendo latidos del corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy aquel...que en el umbral del sueño &lt;br /&gt;Pronuncia tu nombre en el tiempo &lt;br /&gt;Para que las distancias no existan &lt;br /&gt;Porque voy con besos a tu encuentro&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asómate con gallardía al mundo&lt;br /&gt;Para que en tus ojos, la gente &lt;br /&gt;Vea en ellos, la luz de su brillo &lt;br /&gt;Sin saber que un amor acaricia tu alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6563236745517063839?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6563236745517063839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6563236745517063839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/04/soy-aquel.html' title='SOY AQUEL....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KUd7HsQzpcg/TaeV9AclYlI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/82aSgrwpmbg/s72-c/esperanza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-2857203260016942038</id><published>2011-04-07T23:12:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T23:23:27.744-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MIENTRAS PIENSES EN MI .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd_41xllVdM/TZ5xB5jkT0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/i6Tqa8lIoFo/s1600/soledad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 377px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd_41xllVdM/TZ5xB5jkT0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/i6Tqa8lIoFo/s400/soledad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593032064684543810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras tus pensamientos...&lt;br /&gt;Lleguen iluminando mi silencio&lt;br /&gt;Siempre podrás ver en mis letras &lt;br /&gt;El amor que dejas en mis latidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras pronuncies mi nombre &lt;br /&gt;Esperando llevarme en tu sueño &lt;br /&gt;Siempre sentirás una cálida brisa &lt;br /&gt;Acariciando tu suave cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si al cerrar tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Tus sentimientos piden mis besos&lt;br /&gt;Sentirás que tus labios se abren  &lt;br /&gt;Porque mi alma ya llego a ellos  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-2857203260016942038?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2857203260016942038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2857203260016942038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/04/mientras-pienses-en-mi.html' title='MIENTRAS PIENSES EN MI .....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd_41xllVdM/TZ5xB5jkT0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/i6Tqa8lIoFo/s72-c/soledad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4557603899321556617</id><published>2011-04-04T15:30:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T10:47:28.541-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MI TORMENTO ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SLjKYGp1Wx8/TZoQhLWZ8ZI/AAAAAAAAA_I/TllXJyDSKTM/s1600/quitame%2Beste%2Btormento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SLjKYGp1Wx8/TZoQhLWZ8ZI/AAAAAAAAA_I/TllXJyDSKTM/s400/quitame%2Beste%2Btormento.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591800049502384530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quitame este tormento&lt;br /&gt;de amarla/o en el silencio&lt;br /&gt;no ves que ya no puedo &lt;br /&gt;vivir sin su calor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Por más que en mis latidos&lt;br /&gt;su alma este presente&lt;br /&gt;en mi boca mueren besos &lt;br /&gt;en una triste soledad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que mi sonrisa &lt;br /&gt;oculte lo que siento&lt;br /&gt;como el mar guarda &lt;br /&gt;en sus olas su misterio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nadie sepa que su amor&lt;br /&gt;cautivo mi aliento&lt;br /&gt;Y la magia de su esencia &lt;br /&gt;embriago mi corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dejes que el desvarìo &lt;br /&gt;apague el brillo de mis ojos &lt;br /&gt;que una nueva esperanza &lt;br /&gt;ilumine mi razón  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haz que me olvide &lt;br /&gt;esta pasión que me devora &lt;br /&gt;Y que en una brisa se pierda &lt;br /&gt;el recuerdo de su voz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4557603899321556617?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4557603899321556617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4557603899321556617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/04/mi-tormento-tango-en-elaboracion.html' title='MI TORMENTO ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SLjKYGp1Wx8/TZoQhLWZ8ZI/AAAAAAAAA_I/TllXJyDSKTM/s72-c/quitame%2Beste%2Btormento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-839383071887361416</id><published>2011-03-29T23:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:18:49.813-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSAR EN TI ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKISe1sxjyk/TZKSMT3qkVI/AAAAAAAAA_A/R_0ZZWByoVU/s1600/pensar%2Ben%2Bti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKISe1sxjyk/TZKSMT3qkVI/AAAAAAAAA_A/R_0ZZWByoVU/s400/pensar%2Ben%2Bti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589690827710042450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar en ti, al mirarme en un espejo&lt;br /&gt;Es ver y sentir en el reflejo de mis ojos &lt;br /&gt;La calidez de tu amor cruzando el umbral &lt;br /&gt;para llegar a mi corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es glorificar el alma, con ecos de latidos &lt;br /&gt;Percibir  perfume de flores de un paraíso &lt;br /&gt;Donde tú y yo vivimos una mágica  pasión &lt;br /&gt;Creando  brisas de suspiros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es llenar silencios de pensamientos bellos&lt;br /&gt;Pronunciar  tú nombre al infinito cielo…&lt;br /&gt;Para que mi voz en las estrellas sea testigo &lt;br /&gt;Que no hay distancias para decirte te quiero  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-839383071887361416?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/839383071887361416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/839383071887361416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/03/pensar-en-ti.html' title='PENSAR EN TI ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wKISe1sxjyk/TZKSMT3qkVI/AAAAAAAAA_A/R_0ZZWByoVU/s72-c/pensar%2Ben%2Bti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-612279564940471905</id><published>2011-03-28T22:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T22:43:12.288-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL AMOR ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s-nHuPDAygs/TZE439w8-cI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TR2vXCRcKxo/s1600/amor_eterno_amor1_lp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s-nHuPDAygs/TZE439w8-cI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TR2vXCRcKxo/s400/amor eterno " border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589311146667342274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras...haya  estrellas &lt;br /&gt;En el silencio de la noche &lt;br /&gt;Y  las olas del mar dominen &lt;br /&gt;La magia de su inmensidad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras... montañas calladas &lt;br /&gt;Señalen la profundidad del cielo  &lt;br /&gt;Y en la tierra broten los colores &lt;br /&gt;Con un perpetuo florecer de la vida &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor...será como el sol &lt;br /&gt;Iluminando siempre con esperanzas &lt;br /&gt;latidos que con fe libera el corazón &lt;br /&gt;Como un canto eterno para el alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-612279564940471905?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/612279564940471905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/612279564940471905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/03/el-amor.html' title='EL AMOR ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s-nHuPDAygs/TZE439w8-cI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TR2vXCRcKxo/s72-c/amor eterno ' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-7763895974236633898</id><published>2011-03-27T00:29:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T00:42:31.964-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UN NUEVO AMANECER....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zxe1ZwuIio/TY6xt-qa0iI/AAAAAAAAA-w/iJg3ef3Uo-E/s1600/Un%2Bnuevo%2Bamanecer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zxe1ZwuIio/TY6xt-qa0iI/AAAAAAAAA-w/iJg3ef3Uo-E/s400/Un%2Bnuevo%2Bamanecer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588599591086510626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No castigues a tu corazón &lt;br /&gt;No lo dejes entre las sombras   &lt;br /&gt;Entierra el recuerdo de tu pasado &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira la esplendida luz del sol  &lt;br /&gt;La suave claridad de la luna&lt;br /&gt;El parpadeo de las estrellas &lt;br /&gt;Y emborracha tu espíritu con amor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que un alba de esperanza&lt;br /&gt;Borre las lágrimas de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Y que una chispa de ilusión &lt;br /&gt;Encienda una llama en tu alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que la brisa hoy te acaricie &lt;br /&gt;Que el mar desborde tu mirada&lt;br /&gt;Escucha el canto de tus latidos &lt;br /&gt;Como un ave que a la vida le canta &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-7763895974236633898?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7763895974236633898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7763895974236633898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/03/un-nuevo-amanecer.html' title='UN NUEVO AMANECER....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zxe1ZwuIio/TY6xt-qa0iI/AAAAAAAAA-w/iJg3ef3Uo-E/s72-c/Un%2Bnuevo%2Bamanecer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6776534979659273516</id><published>2011-03-18T21:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T21:18:18.532-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UNA LLAMA EN MI ALMA ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTiqfTHm5I4/TYP2N0tg3yI/AAAAAAAAA-o/dwtsm9NdClY/s1600/una%2Bllama%2Ben%2Bmi%2Balma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTiqfTHm5I4/TYP2N0tg3yI/AAAAAAAAA-o/dwtsm9NdClY/s400/una%2Bllama%2Ben%2Bmi%2Balma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585578680217820962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podrá quizás el tiempo extinguir &lt;br /&gt;La luz de mi mente y llevarme &lt;br /&gt;Por un laberinto de sombras &lt;br /&gt;Para que el silencio me abrigue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podrá quizás llegar el instante&lt;br /&gt;Donde el esplendor del cielo &lt;br /&gt;Vaya disminuyendo el  brillo &lt;br /&gt;Que tu amor puso en mis ojos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hoy  que puedo sentir &lt;br /&gt;La fuerza de tu pasión en mi latir &lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón enciende en el alma &lt;br /&gt;Una llama para que nunca me olvide de ti &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6776534979659273516?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6776534979659273516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6776534979659273516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/03/una-llama-en-mi-alma.html' title='UNA LLAMA EN MI ALMA ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTiqfTHm5I4/TYP2N0tg3yI/AAAAAAAAA-o/dwtsm9NdClY/s72-c/una%2Bllama%2Ben%2Bmi%2Balma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5693618250362299961</id><published>2011-03-11T00:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T00:50:58.094-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LA NOCHE......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PmBAs_zApEs/TXmcDSJcoZI/AAAAAAAAA-g/PH5fpeJvtUk/s1600/la%2Bnoche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PmBAs_zApEs/TXmcDSJcoZI/AAAAAAAAA-g/PH5fpeJvtUk/s400/la%2Bnoche.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582664793327444370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La noche abre las puertas del silencio &lt;br /&gt;Una voz acuna su calor en mi mente&lt;br /&gt;Es mi corazón que en el eco de latidos &lt;br /&gt;Recuerda tus suspiros tan llenos de amor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La noche va convocando mis pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Perpetuando el embeleso de tus manos &lt;br /&gt;Donde la magia de caricias colmadas de fuego&lt;br /&gt;Encendieron mi boca con el sabor de tus besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La noche donde no hay barreras para los sueños &lt;br /&gt;Es el camino que recorre mi ilusión y esperanza&lt;br /&gt;Porque nadie puede saber, ni tampoco impedir &lt;br /&gt;que lleve hacia ti el amor con mi corazón amante &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5693618250362299961?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5693618250362299961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5693618250362299961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/03/la-noche.html' title='LA NOCHE......'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PmBAs_zApEs/TXmcDSJcoZI/AAAAAAAAA-g/PH5fpeJvtUk/s72-c/la%2Bnoche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-1206003636313931588</id><published>2011-03-08T21:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T21:11:59.563-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MUJER .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cc1p_cRpAok/TXbFBRfbfgI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Tdk2pGyDzI8/s1600/pensativa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cc1p_cRpAok/TXbFBRfbfgI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Tdk2pGyDzI8/s400/pensativa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581865413838077442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy quiero &lt;br /&gt;Honrarte con mis letras&lt;br /&gt;Porque eres el canto de la vida &lt;br /&gt;Que iluminas con  bella magia  &lt;br /&gt;El brillo y el color de la esperanza &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que con una sonrisa &lt;br /&gt;Llenas de ilusión los latidos &lt;br /&gt;De quien con el corazón te mira &lt;br /&gt;Sea hijo, novio, marido o amante&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que no cedes en tu lucha diaria &lt;br /&gt;Por alcanzar con tu trabajo o estudio &lt;br /&gt;Un bienestar para aquellos que junto a ti &lt;br /&gt;Comparten el camino y los sueños del alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujer tu  eres la mayor creación &lt;br /&gt;Que Dios dejo en esta efímera existencia &lt;br /&gt;Para que el amor sea el paso hacia nuestra &lt;br /&gt;Eterna salvación &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A TI &lt;strong&gt;""FELIZ DIA"" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-1206003636313931588?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1206003636313931588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1206003636313931588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/03/mujer.html' title='MUJER .....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cc1p_cRpAok/TXbFBRfbfgI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Tdk2pGyDzI8/s72-c/pensativa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-3346920609562995973</id><published>2011-02-25T21:15:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T12:17:34.983-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VERTE.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkBGhLErzXw/TWhHx8yekyI/AAAAAAAAA-I/9OY087iL8m4/s1600/xxxxxxxxxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkBGhLErzXw/TWhHx8yekyI/AAAAAAAAA-I/9OY087iL8m4/s400/TU IMAGEN .jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577787061955367714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver tu imagen es dejar &lt;br /&gt;Que mi alma desprenda &lt;br /&gt;De mi corazón ese amor &lt;br /&gt;Que vive en mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es querer cruzar el tiempo &lt;br /&gt;Y rescatar ese instante&lt;br /&gt;Donde el brillo de tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;Y tu sonrisa se ha dormido &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es atravesar las barreras&lt;br /&gt;Del silencio...aferrarte &lt;br /&gt;A mis brazos y en tus labios &lt;br /&gt;Dejar prendido un te amo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tú supieras cuantas caricias&lt;br /&gt;Van hacia ti cada vez que te miro &lt;br /&gt;Sabrías que en el llanto del cielo&lt;br /&gt;va impregnado la esencia de mis besos   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-3346920609562995973?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3346920609562995973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3346920609562995973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/02/verte.html' title='VERTE.....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkBGhLErzXw/TWhHx8yekyI/AAAAAAAAA-I/9OY087iL8m4/s72-c/TU IMAGEN .jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4337280173791156659</id><published>2011-02-17T23:47:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T00:07:32.347-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DECIDETE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boHBkJ-bqjg/TV3eSdfnQuI/AAAAAAAAA-A/5iRb2R_k3vo/s1600/Decidete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boHBkJ-bqjg/TV3eSdfnQuI/AAAAAAAAA-A/5iRb2R_k3vo/s400/Decidete.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574856322490778338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decídete a beber de mis labios &lt;br /&gt;El sabor que tienen mis besos &lt;br /&gt;Decídete que el calor de mi piel &lt;br /&gt;Acunara en ti las brisas del alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decídete cielo mío…&lt;br /&gt;Escucha los susurros de mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;Para que esta noche la magia vista &lt;br /&gt;El amor con tus suspiros y los míos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decídete a embriagarte en la fuente &lt;br /&gt;De mi corazón para que arrebatados&lt;br /&gt;Por la pasión nuestras voces arrullen &lt;br /&gt;El silencio hasta el amanecer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4337280173791156659?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4337280173791156659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4337280173791156659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/02/decidete.html' title='DECIDETE....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boHBkJ-bqjg/TV3eSdfnQuI/AAAAAAAAA-A/5iRb2R_k3vo/s72-c/Decidete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-1640461574255416048</id><published>2011-02-11T13:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T13:10:35.411-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL MUELLE ....(  Feliz dia de los enamorados )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Grb11VhxKfE/TVVfK8zgAaI/AAAAAAAAA94/s7BNbcGiRyM/s1600/EL%2BMUELLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Grb11VhxKfE/TVVfK8zgAaI/AAAAAAAAA94/s7BNbcGiRyM/s400/EL%2BMUELLE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572464755666321826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;           Hay un muelle…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que en la noche en mi mente se ilumina&lt;br /&gt;Mostrándome un camino donde tu alma  &lt;br /&gt;Ansiosa se rebela buscando que los sueños&lt;br /&gt;Abran las puertas porque tu corazón me espera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy  cruzando umbrales de sombras y silencios &lt;br /&gt;Donde cálidas brisas embriagadas de suspiros&lt;br /&gt;Cautivan con su magia mi espíritu y mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un coro de estrellas va derramando destellos &lt;br /&gt;Sobre la piel de mi cuerpo,  como un espejo &lt;br /&gt;Que refleja  del refugio de tu boca... el calor &lt;br /&gt;Donde nace la pasión con tus besos de fuego    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mujica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-1640461574255416048?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1640461574255416048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1640461574255416048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/02/el-muelle-feliz-dia-de-los-enamorados.html' title='EL MUELLE ....(  Feliz dia de los enamorados )'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Grb11VhxKfE/TVVfK8zgAaI/AAAAAAAAA94/s7BNbcGiRyM/s72-c/EL%2BMUELLE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4738873545473151992</id><published>2011-01-26T23:52:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T23:58:54.662-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SI PUDIERA ESTA NOCHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TUDeLSv4wyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/nvg_BvnZ-hs/s1600/sobre%2Btu%2Bpecho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TUDeLSv4wyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/nvg_BvnZ-hs/s400/sobre%2Btu%2Bpecho.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566693425022550818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera esta noche &lt;br /&gt;Tenerte en mis brazos&lt;br /&gt;Y sentir sobre mi pecho &lt;br /&gt;tu ansioso corazón...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derramaría en tu boca &lt;br /&gt;Besos llenos de magia &lt;br /&gt;Para que  tus latidos&lt;br /&gt;Lleven el canto del amor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si con mi voz pudiera &lt;br /&gt;Acunarme en tus oídos &lt;br /&gt;Dejaría en tu interior &lt;br /&gt;Las melodías de mi alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más si yo tan solo pudiera&lt;br /&gt;Llegar a ti con estas palabras  &lt;br /&gt;Comprenderías porque el silencio &lt;br /&gt;Tiene viva mi esperanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4738873545473151992?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4738873545473151992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4738873545473151992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/01/si-pudiera-esta-noche.html' title='SI PUDIERA ESTA NOCHE'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TUDeLSv4wyI/AAAAAAAAA9k/nvg_BvnZ-hs/s72-c/sobre%2Btu%2Bpecho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-978306429485540043</id><published>2011-01-22T20:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:54:35.451-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL ATARDECER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TTttWdcPimI/AAAAAAAAA9c/FSca6Rlcf58/s1600/buscandote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TTttWdcPimI/AAAAAAAAA9c/FSca6Rlcf58/s400/buscandote.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565161997174016610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El atardecer va calando mi piel &lt;br /&gt;Con una cálida brisa...&lt;br /&gt;Que abre los umbrales del corazón &lt;br /&gt;Para encontrar el eco de mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi alma buscando sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;Llena mis ojos de nostalgia &lt;br /&gt;Cuando el cielo vestido de grana &lt;br /&gt;Se va acunando en el lecho del mar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en los corceles blancos &lt;br /&gt;Que acarician con besos  &lt;br /&gt;Las orillas, veo llegar el amor    &lt;br /&gt;Derramando tus pensamientos  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mujica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-978306429485540043?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/978306429485540043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/978306429485540043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/01/el-atardecer.html' title='EL ATARDECER'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TTttWdcPimI/AAAAAAAAA9c/FSca6Rlcf58/s72-c/buscandote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-3048087014698766297</id><published>2011-01-18T21:01:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T21:23:43.884-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LA ESTRELLA DE MI DESTINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TTYqZRy0CsI/AAAAAAAAA9U/vib5bQZHrQc/s1600/playa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TTYqZRy0CsI/AAAAAAAAA9U/vib5bQZHrQc/s400/playa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563681003424451266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando compartí el refugio de tus besos &lt;br /&gt;Descubrí como tu encantadora magia &lt;br /&gt;Llenaba mi pecho de anhelantes latidos &lt;br /&gt;Que despertaban con ansiedad el amor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque si bien otras quisieron&lt;br /&gt;Encender mi cuerpo con su fuego&lt;br /&gt;Ninguna pudo embelesar el alma&lt;br /&gt;Ni  llenar de encanto mi deseo  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú serás la estrella de mi destino &lt;br /&gt;Porque en ti encontré la senda&lt;br /&gt;Donde la realidad halló el oasis &lt;br /&gt;Que embriago de pasión mí corazòn  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-3048087014698766297?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3048087014698766297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3048087014698766297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/01/la-estrella-de-mi-destino.html' title='LA ESTRELLA DE MI DESTINO'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TTYqZRy0CsI/AAAAAAAAA9U/vib5bQZHrQc/s72-c/playa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5707218986826566665</id><published>2011-01-06T21:58:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T21:28:05.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'>NOCHE DE REYES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TSZmXM4XNWI/AAAAAAAAA9M/7up4wTRNv1M/s1600/noche%2Bde%2Breyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TSZmXM4XNWI/AAAAAAAAA9M/7up4wTRNv1M/s400/noche%2Bde%2Breyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559243338816107874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si esta noche de reyes &lt;br /&gt;Pudiera con mis latidos&lt;br /&gt;Llenar el eco del silencio &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las estrellas cantarian &lt;br /&gt;porque la magia del amor &lt;br /&gt;en sus destellos navegaria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si esta noche de reyes&lt;br /&gt;Se cumpliera mi deseo &lt;br /&gt;Despertaría en tus brazos &lt;br /&gt;Diciendote ¡¡ Te quiero !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Más sin poderlo saber…&lt;br /&gt;Felicidad tengo en mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Porque esta noche los reyes&lt;br /&gt;Derraman rocíos de esperanzas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5707218986826566665?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5707218986826566665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5707218986826566665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2011/01/noche-de-reyes.html' title='NOCHE DE REYES...'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TSZmXM4XNWI/AAAAAAAAA9M/7up4wTRNv1M/s72-c/noche%2Bde%2Breyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5924060321856827504</id><published>2010-12-14T18:25:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:16:24.194-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FELICES FIESTAS A TODOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TQfjH60wSqI/AAAAAAAAA9A/T2JL7a3a4xw/s1600/mesa_de_navidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TQfjH60wSqI/AAAAAAAAA9A/T2JL7a3a4xw/s400/mesa_de_navidad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550654790946540194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUERIDOS AMIGOS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTE LA PROXIMIDAD DE LAS TRADICIONALES FIESTAS QUE HACEN A LA RENOVACION DE LA ESPERANZA Y LA FE, LES HAGO LLEGAR A UDS. Y FAMILIAS LOS MÁS SINCEROS AUGURIOS DE FELICIDAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIDO AL SEÑOR QUE ESTE NUEVO AÑO, SEA PORTADOR DE PAZ, SALUD Y PROSPERIDAD PARA TODOS Y QUE DESDE EL PRIMER DIA DE SU RECORRIDO LA DICHA SEA EL DESTELLO QUE ILUMINE NUESTROS CAMINOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUE EL AMOR ESTE PRESENTE EN EL CORAZÓN Y SEA EL REFLEJO DE UNA SONRISA, PARA QUE SUS LATIDOS ENALTEZCAN SIEMPRE EL ALMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALZARE  MI COPA AL DAR LAS DOCE Y MIRANDO EL CIELO, BRINDARE CON LAS ESTRELLAS, POR LA HERMOSA AMISTAD QUE ME HAN REGALADO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECUERDEN QUE LOS PENSAMIENTOS QUE SALEN DEL CORAZON SON LOS UNICOS QUE PUEDEN CRUZAR LAS BARRERAS DEL SILENCIO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LES MANDO UN BESO Y UN ABRAZO MUY FUERTE, CON EL MAS SINCERO CARIÑO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDUARDO NIETO MUJICA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5924060321856827504?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5924060321856827504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5924060321856827504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/12/felices-fiestas.html' title='FELICES FIESTAS A TODOS'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TQfjH60wSqI/AAAAAAAAA9A/T2JL7a3a4xw/s72-c/mesa_de_navidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-782293866205829700</id><published>2010-12-09T21:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T21:44:06.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLO AYER ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TQF3NXgkvxI/AAAAAAAAA84/BaFtkATL1A0/s1600/ayer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TQF3NXgkvxI/AAAAAAAAA84/BaFtkATL1A0/s400/ayer.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548847287429807890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue mirarte y encontrar&lt;br /&gt;La magia de tu alma &lt;br /&gt;Reflejada en tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir en mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;El eco de tu corazón &lt;br /&gt;Latiendo adentro mío&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tener en mis manos &lt;br /&gt;Caricias despertando&lt;br /&gt;El amor para mimarte &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desear amarrar mi boca  &lt;br /&gt;En tus labios para sentir &lt;br /&gt;El sabor de tus besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que remolino de pasión&lt;br /&gt;Arrebata mis pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Fue solo ayer… cuando te vi &lt;br /&gt;Y hoy sigues en mi presente  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-782293866205829700?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/782293866205829700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/782293866205829700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/12/solo-ayer.html' title='SOLO AYER ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TQF3NXgkvxI/AAAAAAAAA84/BaFtkATL1A0/s72-c/ayer.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6200059744378726644</id><published>2010-12-06T21:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T22:36:37.547-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTA NOCHE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TP1850ZpLAI/AAAAAAAAA8o/B_8F23jfV2c/s1600/esta%2Bnoche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TP1850ZpLAI/AAAAAAAAA8o/B_8F23jfV2c/s400/esta%2Bnoche.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547727648750906370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche… &lt;br /&gt;Por un instante escucha&lt;br /&gt;Los latidos que mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Sembrara en tu corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noche…&lt;br /&gt;Siente las melodías &lt;br /&gt;Que de mi playa serena &lt;br /&gt;En cálidas brisas elevo para ti &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que sueñes…&lt;br /&gt;Que junto a mí un mar de besos&lt;br /&gt;Con mágicas caricias embarcaran &lt;br /&gt;Hacia las estrellas nuestro canto de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6200059744378726644?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6200059744378726644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6200059744378726644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/12/esta-noche.html' title='ESTA NOCHE....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TP1850ZpLAI/AAAAAAAAA8o/B_8F23jfV2c/s72-c/esta%2Bnoche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-2349725638997741920</id><published>2010-11-30T18:24:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T18:58:02.539-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL MAR QUE ME COBIJA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TPVyMdUealI/AAAAAAAAA8g/fPU1OzzjGDo/s1600/costa%2Bdel%2Bsol.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TPVyMdUealI/AAAAAAAAA8g/fPU1OzzjGDo/s400/costa%2Bdel%2Bsol.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545464074531138130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miro el mar y en su inmensidad&lt;br /&gt;Un misterio lleno de nobleza&lt;br /&gt;Adorna sublime e insuperable&lt;br /&gt;Un reinado de majestuosa belleza &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incesantes veo llegar sus olas &lt;br /&gt;En un intenso trajinar de magia &lt;br /&gt;Con caricias que van deslizando&lt;br /&gt;El sabor salino de sus entrañas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cielo lo enaltece &lt;br /&gt;Con luces de sol, luna y estrellas &lt;br /&gt;Esparciendo en sus brisas el canto &lt;br /&gt;Donde se arrullan sus mareas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que hermoso es contemplarlo  &lt;br /&gt;Ver en él, tanta gallardía &lt;br /&gt;Poder sentirlo en mis latidos  &lt;br /&gt;Y darle gracias a la vida   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-2349725638997741920?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2349725638997741920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2349725638997741920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/11/el-mar-que-me-cobija.html' title='EL MAR QUE ME COBIJA'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TPVyMdUealI/AAAAAAAAA8g/fPU1OzzjGDo/s72-c/costa%2Bdel%2Bsol.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-1903409871280382745</id><published>2010-11-27T20:38:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T20:59:43.468-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CORCELES BLANCOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TPGbRP91lKI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/xhiAeHP0tfA/s1600/sirena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TPGbRP91lKI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/xhiAeHP0tfA/s400/sirena.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544383336915768482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voy recorriendo el silencio&lt;br /&gt;Abrigado en el calor de mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;Busco en el mar de los pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;La travesía con la barca de mi alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarcado en sueños y esperanzas &lt;br /&gt;Mi rumbo es el umbral del arco iris &lt;br /&gt;Porque  aferrado al timón de la vida &lt;br /&gt;Llevo con fe mi espíritu a su destino  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde espero que la magia del amor&lt;br /&gt;Envuelta en brisas y tu canto de sirena&lt;br /&gt;Me lleve triunfante hacia donde estes &lt;br /&gt;En corceles blancos y collares de cristal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-1903409871280382745?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1903409871280382745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1903409871280382745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/11/corceles-blancos.html' title='CORCELES BLANCOS'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TPGbRP91lKI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/xhiAeHP0tfA/s72-c/sirena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-1444708270079081355</id><published>2010-11-13T22:35:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T00:29:16.057-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ANTES DE DORMIR .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TN895UO4naI/AAAAAAAAA8A/JWd2Q_kyBew/s1600/llamarte%2B%2Bcon%2Bmis%2Bpensamientos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TN895UO4naI/AAAAAAAAA8A/JWd2Q_kyBew/s400/llamarte%2B%2Bcon%2Bmis%2Bpensamientos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539214121581976994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te llamo con mis pensamientos...&lt;br /&gt;Abriendo sombras a través del silencio &lt;br /&gt;Y en esa profundidad que tiene la noche&lt;br /&gt;Siento tu presencia acunada en mi pecho  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respiro  tu piel y es una cálida brisa&lt;br /&gt;Que rodea mi espíritu con su magia &lt;br /&gt;Porque el amor es el canto de latidos &lt;br /&gt;Que abre las puertas del alma  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en ese embeleso... son mis brazos &lt;br /&gt;El refugio donde te arrullo con mi cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;Para llevarte junto a mí  en ese sueño &lt;br /&gt;donde las hadas bailan con nuestros besos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-1444708270079081355?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1444708270079081355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1444708270079081355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/11/llamarte-con-mis-pensamientos.html' title='ANTES DE DORMIR .....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TN895UO4naI/AAAAAAAAA8A/JWd2Q_kyBew/s72-c/llamarte%2B%2Bcon%2Bmis%2Bpensamientos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-606679810482698514</id><published>2010-11-09T21:41:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T21:49:23.224-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SI PUDIERA......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TNnrCPCWn0I/AAAAAAAAA74/2d8cCseY9HI/s1600/si%2Bpudiera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TNnrCPCWn0I/AAAAAAAAA74/2d8cCseY9HI/s400/si%2Bpudiera.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537715640457404226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si pudiera liberar en tus labios,&lt;br /&gt;Besos en la barca de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Navegaría sobre olas de tu boca &lt;br /&gt;Para llegar a la orilla de tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera con mis suspiros &lt;br /&gt;Cabalgar en las tibias brisas, &lt;br /&gt;Llegaría con mi amor en el aire &lt;br /&gt;Para que me sientas cuando respiras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera en tu espejo&lt;br /&gt;Hablarte en la magia del silencio&lt;br /&gt;Oirías mis sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;Llenando tu espíritu de esperanzas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pudiera en el reflejo de tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;Mostrarte fantasías llenas de sueños &lt;br /&gt;Sabrías que en el encanto del tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Esta mi corazón por ti latiendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero puedo...mostrarte el amor&lt;br /&gt;Que siento vivo en el pecho &lt;br /&gt;Si al mirar tus labios pronuncias&lt;br /&gt;Mi nombre con la fuerza de un Te quiero &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-606679810482698514?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/606679810482698514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/606679810482698514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/11/si-pudiera.html' title='SI PUDIERA......'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TNnrCPCWn0I/AAAAAAAAA74/2d8cCseY9HI/s72-c/si%2Bpudiera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4864001273451607733</id><published>2010-10-29T22:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T22:37:35.675-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MAGICA NOCHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TMt10rUt7HI/AAAAAAAAA7w/6w7Smeb26ag/s1600/m+noche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TMt10rUt7HI/AAAAAAAAA7w/6w7Smeb26ag/s400/m+noche.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533646114998054002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será mágica la noche...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando tus latidos y los míos &lt;br /&gt;Al unísono entonen melodías &lt;br /&gt;De amor con besos del alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será mágica la noche...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando nuestra pasión &lt;br /&gt;Tenga la fuerza del mar&lt;br /&gt;Besando sus orillas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será mágica la noche...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la luna ilumine &lt;br /&gt;En el universo de tu piel &lt;br /&gt;El camino de mi destino &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será mágica la noche...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando las brisas de suspiros &lt;br /&gt;Acaricien nuestros silencios&lt;br /&gt;Como un remanso de un rio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será mágica la noche…&lt;br /&gt;Cuando en tus oídos y en los míos&lt;br /&gt;Un te quiero del corazón alimente&lt;br /&gt;Nuestro ser como la esencia de un rocío  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4864001273451607733?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4864001273451607733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4864001273451607733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/10/magica-noche.html' title='MAGICA NOCHE'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TMt10rUt7HI/AAAAAAAAA7w/6w7Smeb26ag/s72-c/m+noche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4998253266036655124</id><published>2010-10-22T21:59:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:21:36.176-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPRENDIENDO SUSPIROS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TMI0LlpEwQI/AAAAAAAAA7o/eZ0JmCMdH9M/s1600/RESPIRANDO+BRISAS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TMI0LlpEwQI/AAAAAAAAA7o/eZ0JmCMdH9M/s400/DESPRENDIENDO SUSPIROS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531040666051985666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue mirar el mar y percibir el calor &lt;br /&gt;De tu espalda recostada en mi pecho  &lt;br /&gt;Sentir la cuna donde besos ansiosos &lt;br /&gt;Eran cantos de sirenas en mi corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensamientos  de  mimos y caricias &lt;br /&gt;Llegaban a  mis manos para dibujar &lt;br /&gt;Tu cara sonrojada... porque tu alma &lt;br /&gt;Abría puertas del amor en tus labios &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embriague mis sentimientos en la fuente &lt;br /&gt;De tus besos.....respire profundamente &lt;br /&gt;Las brisas que en mi cuerpo rebasaban &lt;br /&gt;Y desprendiendo suspiros al horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Me aleje en silencio….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4998253266036655124?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4998253266036655124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4998253266036655124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/10/fue-mirar-el-mar-y-percibir-el-calor-de.html' title='DESPRENDIENDO SUSPIROS....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TMI0LlpEwQI/AAAAAAAAA7o/eZ0JmCMdH9M/s72-c/DESPRENDIENDO SUSPIROS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-7212945225261972904</id><published>2010-10-21T12:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:42:00.084-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL HORIZONTE .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TMBeRRiAmwI/AAAAAAAAA7g/qLGvnHxor9M/s1600/EL+HORIZONTE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TMBeRRiAmwI/AAAAAAAAA7g/qLGvnHxor9M/s400/EL+HORIZONTE.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530523993267804930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es el horizonte, el umbral donde….&lt;br /&gt;La magia de la vida abre su refugio &lt;br /&gt;Para cobijar el amor que vive &lt;br /&gt;En el silencio de mis  pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es el horizonte donde el desvarío &lt;br /&gt;De mi corazón habla con la voz &lt;br /&gt;Y  los ojos del alma, buscando &lt;br /&gt;El eco de un sentimiento ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque en  mi espíritu la pasión&lt;br /&gt;Cultiva suspiros de suaves brisas &lt;br /&gt;Y la fuerza de corceles blancos &lt;br /&gt;En incesantes e intensos besos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-7212945225261972904?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7212945225261972904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7212945225261972904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/10/el-horizonte.html' title='EL HORIZONTE .....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TMBeRRiAmwI/AAAAAAAAA7g/qLGvnHxor9M/s72-c/EL+HORIZONTE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-3889947582887609150</id><published>2010-10-13T17:28:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T10:53:59.544-03:00</updated><title type='text'>PRONUNCIAR TU NOMBRE....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TLYXwmwJipI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/NHKd9Q88sBY/s1600/foto+con+magia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TLYXwmwJipI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/NHKd9Q88sBY/s400/foto+con+magia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527631716447521426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pronunciar tú nombre...&lt;br /&gt;Es embarcar de latidos mis pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Y navegar por los mares de mi mente  &lt;br /&gt;Hacia el màgico mundo que ilumina tu alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es dibujarte con mis sentimientos...&lt;br /&gt;Ver en ti una flor dormida que sueña&lt;br /&gt;Que en el silencio de la noche el alba&lt;br /&gt;De tu piel serà la guía de mis besos  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque en la esencia de tu cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;Esta encendida la llama del amor &lt;br /&gt;Reflejando el fuego interno…&lt;br /&gt;Que la pasión guarda en tu corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-3889947582887609150?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3889947582887609150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3889947582887609150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/10/pronunciar-tu-nombre.html' title='PRONUNCIAR TU NOMBRE....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TLYXwmwJipI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/NHKd9Q88sBY/s72-c/foto+con+magia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-7291925576976296068</id><published>2010-10-05T21:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:33:48.297-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVENCIAS DE MI CORAZON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TKvDYLfglNI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/9SvogbaWtQE/s1600/proyectando+tu+imagen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TKvDYLfglNI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/9SvogbaWtQE/s400/proyectando+tu+imagen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524724188069270738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que hermoso es  proyectar &lt;br /&gt;Tu imagen en un espacio &lt;br /&gt;Donde mis ojos se iluminan &lt;br /&gt;Al oír el eco de tus latidos&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir que un beso tuyo&lt;br /&gt;Se acuna en mis labios, &lt;br /&gt;Como una señal  del  refugio &lt;br /&gt;Que guarda el calor de tu alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuantas vivencias… &lt;br /&gt;Están girando en mi corazón &lt;br /&gt;¿Será  magia o desvarío &lt;br /&gt;Que trae suspiros  con tu voz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun no conozco el aroma de tu piel, &lt;br /&gt;Pero se que tu eres esa playa…&lt;br /&gt;de esperanza donde mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Ansioso desea beber el manantial de tu ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-7291925576976296068?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7291925576976296068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7291925576976296068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/10/tu-imagen-en-mi-silencio.html' title='VIVENCIAS DE MI CORAZON'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TKvDYLfglNI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/9SvogbaWtQE/s72-c/proyectando+tu+imagen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-910394337087598362</id><published>2010-10-02T21:11:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:27:29.444-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL RUMBO DE TU DESTINO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TKfNX_yxH6I/AAAAAAAAA7I/2dj49ti_Dwk/s1600/el++rumbo+de+tu+destino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TKfNX_yxH6I/AAAAAAAAA7I/2dj49ti_Dwk/s400/el++rumbo+de+tu+destino.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523609280138256290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mas que te acose la soledad &lt;br /&gt;Que ya no veas a nadie contigo&lt;br /&gt;Confía y cree en el amor de Dios&lt;br /&gt;Que él.....Protegera tu destino &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navega tus días con mucha Fe &lt;br /&gt;Aleja tus penas y llénate de alegrías &lt;br /&gt;Que siempre habrá en el horizonte &lt;br /&gt;Un sol de esperanzas para tu vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lleva el rumbo…&lt;br /&gt;Con las melodías de tu alma &lt;br /&gt;Porque  no hay mejores  brisas &lt;br /&gt;Que el  tibio calor de tus latidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-910394337087598362?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/910394337087598362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/910394337087598362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/10/el-rumbo-de-tu-destino.html' title='EL RUMBO DE TU DESTINO'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TKfNX_yxH6I/AAAAAAAAA7I/2dj49ti_Dwk/s72-c/el++rumbo+de+tu+destino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-8410480741310197024</id><published>2010-09-29T18:59:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T19:54:24.269-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LOS LATIDOS DEL ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TKO3ZtfAceI/AAAAAAAAA7A/qgvmaNb9oUI/s1600/132.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 380px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TKO3ZtfAceI/AAAAAAAAA7A/qgvmaNb9oUI/s400/132.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522459220420620770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La luz de tu corazón desprende de tus ojos  &lt;br /&gt;La magia de tu alma, en melodías de ternura &lt;br /&gt;Para que perciba que en el sortilegio... &lt;br /&gt;Del amor esta la real verdad de tu hermosura &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donde tu suave sonrisa se viste de gala&lt;br /&gt;Mostrándome la esencia que tiene tú ser &lt;br /&gt;Guardando un tesoro de caricias dormidas &lt;br /&gt;Para despertar en los brazos de la pasión &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en mi pecho palpitaciones emocionadas  &lt;br /&gt;Parten a mi mente para liberar pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;Que van a ese paraíso…. donde la esperanza &lt;br /&gt;Siembra eternos besos bajo el manto del cielo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embriagare junto a ti todos los sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Para estar perpetuamente en el mágico mundo &lt;br /&gt;Donde no hay silencios, porque en su encanto&lt;br /&gt;El amor canta melodías en los latidos del alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo  Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-8410480741310197024?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8410480741310197024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8410480741310197024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/09/los-latidos-del-alma.html' title='LOS LATIDOS DEL ALMA'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TKO3ZtfAceI/AAAAAAAAA7A/qgvmaNb9oUI/s72-c/132.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6836219057138845305</id><published>2010-09-18T12:20:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T12:55:16.209-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTA LLEGANDO OTRA PRIMAVERA ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TJTbifbi6XI/AAAAAAAAA6w/L95Un2CJY5o/s1600/9405fefb4890e7ec70f8a3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TJTbifbi6XI/AAAAAAAAA6w/L95Un2CJY5o/s400/9405fefb4890e7ec70f8a3d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518276829034768754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta llegando otra primavera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abre tu corazón, no importa la edad que tengas &lt;br /&gt;Deja que los  latidos lleven suspiros a tu alma &lt;br /&gt;Ilumina tu esencia  con la luz que te da el día &lt;br /&gt;Y nunca dejes que la nostalgia empañe tus ojos &lt;br /&gt;Porque el verdadero amor es el que tú siembras &lt;br /&gt;Con  esperanza y  fe, en el paso por esta vida &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta, ríe, libera de ti, las cargas que te dañan  &lt;br /&gt;Se feliz  y pon alas a tus sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;Vuela  junto a las aves por el grandioso cielo &lt;br /&gt;Navega con tus pensamientos en el inmenso mar &lt;br /&gt;Porque tu, solo tu eres quien mas se debe amar &lt;br /&gt;Para reflejar a los demás la magia de la felicidad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta llegando otra primavera...&lt;br /&gt;Tu estas aquí&lt;strong&gt;... ¡¡vìvela, sonríe!!...&lt;/strong&gt;deja que brote&lt;br /&gt;En ti las ilusiones dormidas,sigue el ejemplo de quienes &lt;br /&gt;Te han  precedido, que también han honrado el amor &lt;br /&gt;Con la hermosa belleza que ilumino sus días &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6836219057138845305?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6836219057138845305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6836219057138845305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/09/esta-llegando-otra-primavera.html' title='ESTA LLEGANDO OTRA PRIMAVERA ....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TJTbifbi6XI/AAAAAAAAA6w/L95Un2CJY5o/s72-c/9405fefb4890e7ec70f8a3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-7239069768667239550</id><published>2010-09-16T16:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T18:38:02.040-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL MAGICO MUNDO DEL QUERER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TJJ4syD0-4I/AAAAAAAAA6g/mvpfTom5-ts/s1600/mar+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TJJ4syD0-4I/AAAAAAAAA6g/mvpfTom5-ts/s400/mar+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517605204229684098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te busque con mis pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;En la belleza del inmenso mar…&lt;br /&gt;Y en sus olas incesantes e intensas&lt;br /&gt;Mi corazón en ellas empezo a navegar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El encantamiento era la brújula &lt;br /&gt;En el que mis ojos guiados por la luz &lt;br /&gt;Del cielo iluminaba el ansiado rumbo &lt;br /&gt;Donde la esperanza con mi fe aguardaba &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se que tiempo por el navegue &lt;br /&gt;Pero si que en tierra, la soledad deje&lt;br /&gt;Porque cruzando el silencio pude ver&lt;br /&gt;El mágico mundo que tiene el querer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-7239069768667239550?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7239069768667239550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7239069768667239550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/09/el-magico-mundo-del-querer.html' title='EL MAGICO MUNDO DEL QUERER'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TJJ4syD0-4I/AAAAAAAAA6g/mvpfTom5-ts/s72-c/mar+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-3628149195142464423</id><published>2010-09-14T18:29:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T17:45:31.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LA ESPERANZA DEL  AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TI_s02OHcpI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DCdUR-7Z1fk/s1600/images+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TI_s02OHcpI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DCdUR-7Z1fk/s400/images+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516888461204222610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescate de tus ojos...&lt;br /&gt;La magia soñada por el corazón &lt;br /&gt;Cuando mi boca, con danzas de besos &lt;br /&gt;Despertaron en tus labios la innegable pasión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor encendió las sonrisas&lt;br /&gt;Y aparto del espíritu, perplejas sombras &lt;br /&gt;Porque el eco de los latidos eran melodías&lt;br /&gt;Que reflejaban la luz de nuestras almas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lluvia vestía la tarde...&lt;br /&gt;El abrigo de la ternura,en flor se convirtió &lt;br /&gt;Y almacenando las gotas regadas por el cielo&lt;br /&gt;La esperanza con la fe… en nosotros floreció&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-3628149195142464423?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3628149195142464423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/3628149195142464423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/09/la-esperanza-del-amor.html' title='LA ESPERANZA DEL  AMOR'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TI_s02OHcpI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/DCdUR-7Z1fk/s72-c/images+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-6499835256857396680</id><published>2010-09-01T13:08:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T16:57:09.152-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TU NOMBRE EN MI LATIR.....(dueto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TH57RVsZ11I/AAAAAAAAA6A/ex94YHp3iNI/s1600/6272133-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TH57RVsZ11I/AAAAAAAAA6A/ex94YHp3iNI/s400/6272133-lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511978531759445842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu nombre me suena a ensueño y a nieve …&lt;br /&gt;Límpida y blanda, que cubre y ornamenta la montaña agreste; &lt;br /&gt;A flor nívea y lozana, que al viento ofrece su bizarría &lt;br /&gt;No obstante, amado mío, para mí tu nombre es poesía... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tuyo...Me lleva al alba, al canto de las aves &lt;br /&gt;Al perfume de las flores y al diáfano cielo &lt;br /&gt;Que perturbado con tu voz pinta en el atardecer &lt;br /&gt;Los latidos de tu corazòn en llamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cautiva de tu grácil figura, de tu sonrisa suave y seductora &lt;br /&gt;Ah! El exquisito aroma de tu cuerpo ¡Ah! Tu tersa piel de rosa... &lt;br /&gt;Así me sentí cuando te vi, fue un momento mágico y de frenesí &lt;br /&gt;Bello príncipe, amor mío ¡no me condenes nunca a vivir sin ti! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras existían corceles blancos cabalgando en el mar &lt;br /&gt;Llevando sus collares de cristales en la magia de sus olas &lt;br /&gt;Siempre tú serás mi reina, la que me guía desde la playa &lt;br /&gt;A esa arena donde la pasión comulga con las estrellas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdón, por todos mis defectos...eres imprescindible para mí. &lt;br /&gt;Como el rapaz halcón que ama su libre y sublime vuelo &lt;br /&gt;Intemperante al firmamento... “sintiéndose el príncipe del cielo " &lt;br /&gt;Así te amo... con ese amor que no conoce fronteras ¡Así te quiero! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que puedo perdonarte, si tú eres esa luz que aparta mis sombras &lt;br /&gt;Y siembras en mi alma, esa esperanza de fe que tiene el encanto &lt;br /&gt;De iluminar mis ojos y que mis labios pregonen en las distancias &lt;br /&gt;¡Un te quiero! ...liberado de mi corazón en suspiros al viento &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graciela Nieva /Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-6499835256857396680?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6499835256857396680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/6499835256857396680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/09/tu-nombre-en-mi-latirdueto.html' title='TU NOMBRE EN MI LATIR.....(dueto)'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TH57RVsZ11I/AAAAAAAAA6A/ex94YHp3iNI/s72-c/6272133-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-1522245612703672294</id><published>2010-08-31T20:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T20:13:43.127-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL CANTO DE UN DESPERTAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TH2MciikV8I/AAAAAAAAA54/fQDjL59cDOI/s1600/CIMG3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TH2MciikV8I/AAAAAAAAA54/fQDjL59cDOI/s400/CIMG3554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511715940907374530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deja que las palabras del corazón &lt;br /&gt;Liberen el  sentir en tus labios, &lt;br /&gt;Y puedas oír que en sus latidos &lt;br /&gt;Esta viva la llama de la esperanza &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja  que los  pensamientos…&lt;br /&gt;Te lleven  por un espacio sin tiempos  &lt;br /&gt;Para que  la luz de un verdadero amor &lt;br /&gt;Disperse  las sombras que hay en tu  alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja  que los sentimientos… &lt;br /&gt;Surjan  de tu corriente sanguínea&lt;br /&gt;Porque en ellos la fe, será el canto &lt;br /&gt;De un despertar, en los días de tu vida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-1522245612703672294?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1522245612703672294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1522245612703672294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-canto-de-un-despertar.html' title='EL CANTO DE UN DESPERTAR'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TH2MciikV8I/AAAAAAAAA54/fQDjL59cDOI/s72-c/CIMG3554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4109755813858426264</id><published>2010-08-26T20:02:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T20:15:51.239-03:00</updated><title type='text'>UN CANTO DE FE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/THby5X-U90I/AAAAAAAAA5w/HkIzJCyzgiM/s1600/HCAYLVLO8CA2QF6WMCA72WTPACAXD1Q7YCA3RYQ3ECAURUEURCAJP9E27CA9NFN4WCAE0QO8PCABGH312CA8HXEVBCA5COIT3CAQJBA18CA7QFF68CANPAMT3CA5S3VI4CAM2G920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/THby5X-U90I/AAAAAAAAA5w/HkIzJCyzgiM/s400/HCAYLVLO8CA2QF6WMCA72WTPACAXD1Q7YCA3RYQ3ECAURUEURCAJP9E27CA9NFN4WCAE0QO8PCABGH312CA8HXEVBCA5COIT3CAQJBA18CA7QFF68CANPAMT3CA5S3VI4CAM2G920.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509858261636282178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frente al mar...el horizonte &lt;br /&gt;Lleva  mis ojos a los umbrales del silencio &lt;br /&gt;Los pensamientos  hacia  el  se embarcan  &lt;br /&gt;Y  en su refugio mi voz le canta al amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esa inmensidad  mi alma cabalga&lt;br /&gt;Sobre corceles trayendo en espumas&lt;br /&gt;Blancas….la magia de la esperanza &lt;br /&gt;Tejida por las brisas en collares de cristal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Oh corazón mío..!que en tus latidos la ilusión &lt;br /&gt;Cubre con melodías la ternura de tus sonidos&lt;br /&gt;Has de saber que  siempre tú serás en el camino &lt;br /&gt;De mi vida el eco de un canto de Fe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4109755813858426264?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4109755813858426264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4109755813858426264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/08/un-canto-de-fe.html' title='UN CANTO DE FE'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/THby5X-U90I/AAAAAAAAA5w/HkIzJCyzgiM/s72-c/HCAYLVLO8CA2QF6WMCA72WTPACAXD1Q7YCA3RYQ3ECAURUEURCAJP9E27CA9NFN4WCAE0QO8PCABGH312CA8HXEVBCA5COIT3CAQJBA18CA7QFF68CANPAMT3CA5S3VI4CAM2G920.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5641480950042321913</id><published>2010-08-16T19:14:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:02:49.917-03:00</updated><title type='text'>BRISAS DE SENTIMIENTOS    (dueto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TGm78mCvSvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/kubqTUdJJ44/s1600/brisas+del+alma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TGm78mCvSvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/kubqTUdJJ44/s400/brisas de sentimientos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506138669115722482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedo escribirte o recitarte los versos más hermosos; &lt;br /&gt;Sentir... tu cálida presencia, aún, en tu fría ausencia. &lt;br /&gt;Puedo soñar con la fúlgida mirada de tus bellos ojos, &lt;br /&gt;Sentir... que mi sangre hierve y corre con impaciencia. &lt;br /&gt;(GN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es  que  a ti voy  llegando en las sombras del silencio &lt;br /&gt;Donde esta noche en las alas de mi alma…&lt;br /&gt;Voy cruzando distancias y tiempos en mágicas brisas&lt;br /&gt;Impregnadas de  latidos y pensamientos &lt;br /&gt;(ENM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedo imaginarme un emotivo beso de tus labios rojos, &lt;br /&gt;Sentir que es realmente imposible contigo la indiferencia&lt;br /&gt;Puedo oír a mi corazón,  en mi pecho….latir presuroso  &lt;br /&gt;Sentir que quiero gritar tu nombre…..con insistencia &lt;br /&gt;(GN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es que tus sentimientos al percibir mi pronta cercanía &lt;br /&gt;Deja que en todo su ser, la llama del amor este encendida &lt;br /&gt;Por eso sientes que tu respiración es cada vez más ansiosa &lt;br /&gt;Y embarcas  suspiros en cálidas armonías &lt;br /&gt;(ENM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedo navegar en el universo de tu cuerpo sedoso, &lt;br /&gt;Sensual y sinuoso sentir que te deseo con vehemencia &lt;br /&gt;Puedo percibir junto a mi alma…a tu espíritu candoroso, &lt;br /&gt;Sentir…que te amo y que te amare durante toda mi existencia&lt;br /&gt;(GN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque soy para ti un mar lleno de amor y pasión &lt;br /&gt;Donde los besos de mis olas intensas, te llevaran &lt;br /&gt;Hacia la placida orilla, para que luces de estrellas &lt;br /&gt;Iluminen eternamente un te amo sobre la arena  &lt;br /&gt;(ENM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graciela Nieva / Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradezcco la participaciòn de la Sra. Graciela Nieva &lt;br /&gt;en las letras de este poema&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5641480950042321913?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5641480950042321913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5641480950042321913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/08/suspiros-del-corazon-dueto.html' title='BRISAS DE SENTIMIENTOS    (dueto)'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TGm78mCvSvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/kubqTUdJJ44/s72-c/brisas de sentimientos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-8152386891572895862</id><published>2010-08-13T13:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:52:04.963-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LA LLAMA DEL ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TGV1alZ6pLI/AAAAAAAAA5g/D6Wtq628YhY/s1600/la+llama+del+alma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TGV1alZ6pLI/AAAAAAAAA5g/D6Wtq628YhY/s400/la+llama+del+alma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504935219108160690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque sigan las hojas, cayendo  en el otoño&lt;br /&gt;Aunque la tristeza me acose en los días grises&lt;br /&gt;No existirán días y noches sin que tú nombre &lt;br /&gt;Llene con latidos el eco de mi silencio…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque  el destino me prive de verte&lt;br /&gt;Aunque llore la soledad de mi suerte &lt;br /&gt;Prendido he de llevarte en el corazón &lt;br /&gt;Como cielo encendido de estrellas  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque un te amo  quede encerrado &lt;br /&gt;Aunque mis besos refugiados vivan…&lt;br /&gt;Serán mis ojos los que reflejen &lt;br /&gt;La luz del amor como llama del alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-8152386891572895862?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8152386891572895862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8152386891572895862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/08/la-llama-del-alma.html' title='LA LLAMA DEL ALMA'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TGV1alZ6pLI/AAAAAAAAA5g/D6Wtq628YhY/s72-c/la+llama+del+alma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-2287309567311282703</id><published>2010-08-11T20:45:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T17:05:26.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DONDE ESTAS AMOR ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TGM3GYcz1EI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/LS7xX2lb6qs/s1600/abrazo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TGM3GYcz1EI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/LS7xX2lb6qs/s400/abrazo+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504303752358908994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento en mi latir...&lt;br /&gt;Pensamientos llenos de dolor &lt;br /&gt;Buscando en el alma, el eco   &lt;br /&gt;Donde quedo refugiada tu voz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque esta noche... &lt;br /&gt;Donde mis labios te nombran &lt;br /&gt;Besos encadenados se mueren&lt;br /&gt;Sin el sabor de tu boca &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dime cielo, donde estas?&lt;br /&gt;Donde se acuna tu amor &lt;br /&gt;Que la magia vive perdida &lt;br /&gt;En mi apenado corazón &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-2287309567311282703?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2287309567311282703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2287309567311282703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/08/tan-solo-un-recuerdo.html' title='DONDE ESTAS AMOR ......'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TGM3GYcz1EI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/LS7xX2lb6qs/s72-c/abrazo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-1321557259861525311</id><published>2010-08-06T10:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T11:09:33.369-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LA NOCHE .......(dueto)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFwWgR9AzBI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Pt-sFF7Z2R8/s1600/noche+sobre+el+mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300 px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFwWgR9AzBI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Pt-sFF7Z2R8/s400/noche+sobre+el+mar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502297588570835986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Es la noche, inmensa; y de rumores, llena. &lt;br /&gt;Es calma absoluta; tan misteriosa y tan bella... &lt;br /&gt;Mundo de niebla, que para irse, el día espera. &lt;br /&gt;Es la noche negra, morada de las estrellas... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Es la noche, serena; romancera y constelada. &lt;br /&gt;Es éxtasis, solemne silencio, sombra infinita... &lt;br /&gt;Cargada de augurios y de leve brisa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es la noche, a veces, tan negra y helada... &lt;br /&gt;Es la noche santa, una divinidad oscura, &lt;br /&gt;De oro y luz, se viste siempre su luna!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es la noche cuando en el silencio &lt;br /&gt;Sentimientos  vestidos de  encajes negros &lt;br /&gt;Adornan  puntillas de blancas nubes &lt;br /&gt;En el misterio oscuro del hermoso cielo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es su magia que derramando  rocíos&lt;br /&gt;Espera que en el canto de un duende &lt;br /&gt;Un encantamiento de amor acune &lt;br /&gt;Los suspiros del alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es la noche donde el umbral de la vida&lt;br /&gt;Deja que el corazón ilumine el camino  &lt;br /&gt;Donde sus latidos llevan en su sentir&lt;br /&gt;El deseo de colmar de fe la esperanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Graciela Nieva/Eduardo Nieto Mujica &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradezco  tu  amistad y la participación &lt;br /&gt;Con que me honras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-1321557259861525311?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1321557259861525311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/1321557259861525311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/08/la-noche-dueto.html' title='LA NOCHE .......(dueto)'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFwWgR9AzBI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/Pt-sFF7Z2R8/s72-c/noche+sobre+el+mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-783342989829995815</id><published>2010-08-05T15:07:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T15:26:22.382-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DEJAME VOLVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFr_MC5HjXI/AAAAAAAAA5I/ilwU6MTbCwM/s1600/g7j0vh0erypkmomxtfnv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFr_MC5HjXI/AAAAAAAAA5I/ilwU6MTbCwM/s400/g7j0vh0erypkmomxtfnv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501990477186436466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjame mirarte, quiero que mis ojos &lt;br /&gt;Recuperen del silencio ese tiempo &lt;br /&gt;Donde tus latidos eran las melodías&lt;br /&gt;que invadian una noche encantada &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjame volver a dibujar en tu cara &lt;br /&gt;El sentir que vive en mi corazón &lt;br /&gt;Para que el suspiro del alma &lt;br /&gt;se acune en ti como una cálida brisa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que tus labios me hechicen &lt;br /&gt;Como esas horas donde la magia &lt;br /&gt;Del amor me llevo al intenso vaivén&lt;br /&gt;Donde los besos danzaban &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Déjame que aferrado a tu cuerpo &lt;br /&gt;El fervor reavive nuestro fuego &lt;br /&gt;Y naveguemos por el mar de la pasión&lt;br /&gt;Hasta llegar al remanso del sueño &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-783342989829995815?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/783342989829995815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/783342989829995815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/08/volver.html' title='DEJAME VOLVER'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFr_MC5HjXI/AAAAAAAAA5I/ilwU6MTbCwM/s72-c/g7j0vh0erypkmomxtfnv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5503969856988908998</id><published>2010-08-04T17:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T18:12:01.884-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LOCO CORAZON ....( DUETO)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFnVu9PC5kI/AAAAAAAAA5A/1z8vRry8ttw/s1600/ayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFnVu9PC5kI/AAAAAAAAA5A/1z8vRry8ttw/s400/ayer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501663422498137666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loco corazón porque en mi silencio, &lt;br /&gt;Me traes el recuerdo de esos besos &lt;br /&gt;Donde el rocío de su alma derramo &lt;br /&gt;Sobre mi piel el encanto de su magia&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Con  caricias que fueron mi alero, &lt;br /&gt;Sus brazos el refugio de mi hechizo&lt;br /&gt;Y sus dedos carbonillas encantadas&lt;br /&gt;Que dibujaban volcanes y senderos. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Donde el fuego y calor...&lt;br /&gt;Fueron olas incesantes e intensas &lt;br /&gt;Que recorrían sin cesar orillas &lt;br /&gt;De pasión en nuestros sedientos cuerpos &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;¡Oh...Apasionado y loco corazón&lt;br /&gt;Que hoy traes a mi memoria &lt;br /&gt;Las delicias de su aliento y sus gemidos &lt;br /&gt;Como una brisa atrapada en el tiempo &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Es tu sentir la mejor y la más dulce&lt;br /&gt;Insania que hoy me recuerda&lt;br /&gt;Que en tus latidos esta grabado &lt;br /&gt;La locura de su boca y la alegría de su risa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loco corazón no pierdas tiempo, &lt;br /&gt;Cruza el umbral del mágico secreto&lt;br /&gt;Ve y susúrrale a su oído que lo amé,&lt;br /&gt;Que aún lo amo, y que por siempre...&lt;br /&gt;Lo seguiré queriendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mujica/ Pasión de Mujer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradezco tu participación &lt;br /&gt;Resaltándote mi gran afecto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5503969856988908998?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5503969856988908998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5503969856988908998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/08/loco-corazon-dueto.html' title='LOCO CORAZON ....( DUETO)'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFnVu9PC5kI/AAAAAAAAA5A/1z8vRry8ttw/s72-c/ayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-2560864466122239156</id><published>2010-07-31T21:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T21:48:32.453-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TU NOMBRE SOBRE LA ARENA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFTEMUF8gzI/AAAAAAAAA44/zWRf1m3LPNY/s1600/tu+nombre+en+la+arena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFTEMUF8gzI/AAAAAAAAA44/zWRf1m3LPNY/s400/tu+nombre+en+la+arena.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500236760757338930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay en estas letras un latido acunado &lt;br /&gt;En el mágico mundo de mi silencio&lt;br /&gt;Para que se despierten cuando la luz  &lt;br /&gt;De tus ojos las iluminen &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Llevan olas que atrapadas en mis pupilas&lt;br /&gt;Han dejado brisas en los suspiros de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Y besos rescatados de sus excitadas crestas&lt;br /&gt;Donde el amor tiene la  magia y el misterio del mar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja que tu corazón cruce en ellas el umbral &lt;br /&gt;Porque hay un sol apartando las sombras &lt;br /&gt;Para que veas el lugar donde hoy mis manos &lt;br /&gt;Dibujaron tu nombre sobre la arena &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-2560864466122239156?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2560864466122239156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2560864466122239156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/07/tu-nombre-sobre-la-arena.html' title='TU NOMBRE SOBRE LA ARENA'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFTEMUF8gzI/AAAAAAAAA44/zWRf1m3LPNY/s72-c/tu+nombre+en+la+arena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5350461007398716998</id><published>2010-07-30T18:37:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T11:30:03.383-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCIO DE AMANTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFNPoqshqcI/AAAAAAAAA4w/hw2FQBFcgOs/s1600/mirando+el+mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFNPoqshqcI/AAAAAAAAA4w/hw2FQBFcgOs/s400/mirando+el+mar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499827130023913922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besos intensos como olas del mar&lt;br /&gt;Anhela el corazón cuando mi pensamiento &lt;br /&gt;busca en su latir las brisas de tu alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque en mi noche, enciendo las estrellas &lt;br /&gt;Con la luz de la esperanza abriendo el umbral&lt;br /&gt;De un destino donde solo la fe puede cruzarlo  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Amor! si vieras mis labios excitados &lt;br /&gt;Cuando tú nombre pronuncio para llamarte &lt;br /&gt;Comprenderías porque en silencio...&lt;br /&gt;el cielo llora rocios de amantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5350461007398716998?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5350461007398716998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5350461007398716998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/07/rocios-de-amantes.html' title='ROCIO DE AMANTES'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TFNPoqshqcI/AAAAAAAAA4w/hw2FQBFcgOs/s72-c/mirando+el+mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-7519227260493157034</id><published>2010-07-27T18:02:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T18:15:27.088-03:00</updated><title type='text'>AUN EN LA DISTANCIA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TE9Kehr6YZI/AAAAAAAAA4g/tZ-e0mydn1o/s1600/mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TE9Kehr6YZI/AAAAAAAAA4g/tZ-e0mydn1o/s400/mar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498695558341747090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun en la distancia &lt;br /&gt;Siento la magia de tu alma &lt;br /&gt;Acompañándome en el silencio &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y es mi corazón el que ansioso &lt;br /&gt;Por dejar latidos sobre tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Derrama suspiros llenos de besos &lt;br /&gt;En una brisa sin tiempos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llevando un encantamiento &lt;br /&gt;Que fascine tu momento &lt;br /&gt;Porque bajo el mismo cielo &lt;br /&gt;Están mis ojos y mi voz&lt;br /&gt;diciéndo ¡Te quiero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mùjica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-7519227260493157034?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7519227260493157034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/7519227260493157034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/07/aun-en-la-distancia.html' title='AUN EN LA DISTANCIA...'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TE9Kehr6YZI/AAAAAAAAA4g/tZ-e0mydn1o/s72-c/mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4594931479394987411</id><published>2010-07-26T19:42:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T12:14:53.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MIMARTE EN EL SILENCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TE4T2WA2lNI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sjKzbAnInds/s1600/LCAI77WO9CA5X9RT4CAOVFPBHCAD8NWFQCA7M9UA8CA6N4P8XCASU8ZW7CAR1VR6RCA0RL4Z6CA9P2S5UCA8U578VCA7CBYDCCA84KMSICATUB6XQCA57Q0H1CAK8O17HCA40NBHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TE4T2WA2lNI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sjKzbAnInds/s400/LCAI77WO9CA5X9RT4CAOVFPBHCAD8NWFQCA7M9UA8CA6N4P8XCASU8ZW7CAR1VR6RCA0RL4Z6CA9P2S5UCA8U578VCA7CBYDCCA84KMSICATUB6XQCA57Q0H1CAK8O17HCA40NBHA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498354019408975058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi vida estaba vacía&lt;br /&gt;Perdida y sin caminos&lt;br /&gt;Pero una noche tú alma&lt;br /&gt;Fue la luz de mi destino &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan ciego estaba yo&lt;br /&gt;Que no veía en el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Como las aves cantaban &lt;br /&gt;Armoniosas en su vuelo&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tampoco podía ver&lt;br /&gt;La belleza de las flores&lt;br /&gt;Y sus pétalos abiertos&lt;br /&gt;Llenos de aroma y colores&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Las estrellas para mí&lt;br /&gt;Solo indicaban mi norte&lt;br /&gt;Pero hoy al verlas...&lt;br /&gt;en ellas veo escrito tu nombre&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Canta mi alma por ti&lt;br /&gt;Y por el cielo navego&lt;br /&gt;Con los sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;Que en mi corazón nacieron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en estas palabras&lt;br /&gt;Mensajeras de mi aliento&lt;br /&gt;Dejo acunado mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;Para mimarte en el silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4594931479394987411?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4594931479394987411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4594931479394987411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/07/mimarte-en-el-silencio.html' title='MIMARTE EN EL SILENCIO'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TE4T2WA2lNI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/sjKzbAnInds/s72-c/LCAI77WO9CA5X9RT4CAOVFPBHCAD8NWFQCA7M9UA8CA6N4P8XCASU8ZW7CAR1VR6RCA0RL4Z6CA9P2S5UCA8U578VCA7CBYDCCA84KMSICATUB6XQCA57Q0H1CAK8O17HCA40NBHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5900066386500806463</id><published>2010-07-18T15:57:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:57:37.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A MIS QUERID@S AMIG@S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TENPEasTzOI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/K8mq29xMM6E/s1600/abrazo+de+amigo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TENPEasTzOI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/K8mq29xMM6E/s400/abrazo+de+amigo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495322907625376994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenerlos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es sentir sus latidos&lt;br /&gt;en el eco del silencio, &lt;br /&gt;compartiendo….&lt;br /&gt;ilusiones y esperanzas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es percibir la luz &lt;br /&gt;que refleja sus almas &lt;br /&gt;iluminando los colores &lt;br /&gt;de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es compartir juntos&lt;br /&gt;esa Fe que tiene el amor &lt;br /&gt;cuando se siente suspirar&lt;br /&gt;al corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es darles las gracias &lt;br /&gt;Por estar y por ser cada día &lt;br /&gt;Parte de esos pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;que acortan las distancias &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tengan un muy Feliz día &lt;br /&gt;Y que la sonrisa irradie siempre &lt;br /&gt;el espejo del corazón donde la &lt;br /&gt;magia se refleja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alzo mi copa de sentimientos &lt;br /&gt;Y mirando el cielo brindo por Uds.&lt;br /&gt;Agradeciéndole a Dios el haberme &lt;br /&gt;Cruzado por vuestro camino  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que el nos bendiga a todos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un beso y mi cariño de siempre &lt;br /&gt;Los quiero mucho &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5900066386500806463?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5900066386500806463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5900066386500806463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/07/mis-querids-amigs.html' title='A MIS QUERID@S AMIG@S'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TENPEasTzOI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/K8mq29xMM6E/s72-c/abrazo+de+amigo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-5807728136015428472</id><published>2010-07-13T12:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T12:27:26.559-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CUANTAS VECES.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TDyErvGZdmI/AAAAAAAAA4I/uOpg08ENLeM/s1600/sue%C3%B1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TDyErvGZdmI/AAAAAAAAA4I/uOpg08ENLeM/s400/sue%C3%B1a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493411532397704802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuantas veces fuiste&lt;br /&gt;En mis noches el deseo &lt;br /&gt;Acunándose en mi pecho &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuantas veces sentí &lt;br /&gt;Los suspiros de tu alma &lt;br /&gt;Mimando mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuantas veces tus manos &lt;br /&gt;Dormidas en mi se aferraban &lt;br /&gt;Como olas agotadas &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuantas veces sin ser mía &lt;br /&gt;Vivía  en los pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;Esa pasión de amor …&lt;br /&gt;Que solo me daba el silencio  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cuantas veces mas seguiré &lt;br /&gt;Preguntando en mi soledad  &lt;br /&gt;Porque tu camino esta tan &lt;br /&gt;Lejos del mío... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-5807728136015428472?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5807728136015428472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/5807728136015428472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/07/cuantas-veces.html' title='CUANTAS VECES.....'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TDyErvGZdmI/AAAAAAAAA4I/uOpg08ENLeM/s72-c/sue%C3%B1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-2293497024326397785</id><published>2010-07-12T18:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:43:39.945-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LAGRIMAS DEL ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TDuMdGbZwgI/AAAAAAAAA4A/6BDfxeTpwMw/s1600/esperando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TDuMdGbZwgI/AAAAAAAAA4A/6BDfxeTpwMw/s400/esperando.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493138602078093826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue en un día de verano &lt;br /&gt;Cuando frente a mi &lt;br /&gt;Tus ojos en los míos &lt;br /&gt;Encontraron el amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy he vuelto a recordar&lt;br /&gt;Esas tardes del ayer &lt;br /&gt;Donde tus besos y los míos &lt;br /&gt;Eran la fuente de nuestro vivir&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Aun siento en mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;Los suspiros que tu alma&lt;br /&gt;Impregnaban mi corazón &lt;br /&gt;De pasión y ensueño &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera tener tus manos&lt;br /&gt;Entrelazadas a las mías&lt;br /&gt;Como aquellos días felices&lt;br /&gt;En que la alegría nos sonría&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirar  ese camino de luz  &lt;br /&gt;Que el cielo nos reflejaba  &lt;br /&gt;En ese río donde los sueños&lt;br /&gt;Era un hechizo que llegaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy han pasado los años &lt;br /&gt;En mis pensamientos el amor &lt;br /&gt;Te dibuja en mi silencio &lt;br /&gt;Y las lagrimas se escapan del alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-2293497024326397785?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2293497024326397785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2293497024326397785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/07/lagrimas-del-alma.html' title='LAGRIMAS DEL ALMA'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TDuMdGbZwgI/AAAAAAAAA4A/6BDfxeTpwMw/s72-c/esperando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-4993715367345517512</id><published>2010-07-01T23:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T23:31:41.549-03:00</updated><title type='text'>LAS CARICIAS DE TUS MANOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TC1PfPpoJ5I/AAAAAAAAA34/32Z2lrKjGKc/s1600/corazones.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TC1PfPpoJ5I/AAAAAAAAA34/32Z2lrKjGKc/s400/corazones.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489130919030171538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un pensamiento invade mi silencio&lt;br /&gt;y como un rocío siento que el amor &lt;br /&gt;va regando con su magia mis latidos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En su repiquetear escucho tu nombre &lt;br /&gt;Y es el eco de mi pecho donde mi voz  &lt;br /&gt;Arranca de mis labios un te quiero &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierro mis ojos y tu figura presiento &lt;br /&gt;Atrapando el calor que mi alma &lt;br /&gt;Derrama en las caricias de tus manos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-4993715367345517512?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4993715367345517512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/4993715367345517512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/07/las-caricias-de-tus-manos.html' title='LAS CARICIAS DE TUS MANOS'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TC1PfPpoJ5I/AAAAAAAAA34/32Z2lrKjGKc/s72-c/corazones.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-583748354419397339</id><published>2010-06-26T11:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T11:27:57.068-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ORILLAS VACIAS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TCYN0gmuJLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/UgVNIOr0QuM/s1600/silenciosssssssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TCYN0gmuJLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/UgVNIOr0QuM/s400/silenciosssssssss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487088391754228914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la profundidad del mundo &lt;br /&gt;Cuando el silencio se adueña &lt;br /&gt;son mis latidos el eco donde &lt;br /&gt;la magia del amor despierta &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y en pensamientos de fantasías&lt;br /&gt;vivo en la realidad de mis sueños &lt;br /&gt;ese instante tan ansiado donde &lt;br /&gt;mi alma hacia ti se eleva &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Ay..!Si tu corazón pudiera ver …&lt;br /&gt;el mar que en mi cuerpo navega &lt;br /&gt;comprenderías porque se pierden &lt;br /&gt;besos en las orillas vacías &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-583748354419397339?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/583748354419397339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/583748354419397339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/06/orillas-vacias.html' title='ORILLAS VACIAS...'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TCYN0gmuJLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/UgVNIOr0QuM/s72-c/silenciosssssssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-2250505367376690354</id><published>2010-06-24T18:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T18:50:25.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL ROCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TCPSuTru55I/AAAAAAAAA3o/L0M3OoGKRAw/s1600/1ICA94HZ3ACAXV45QTCAI6122LCA6LR41ZCA5W7ZO6CAW16OSKCASO7RRBCAS9DHL8CAMMEFGFondo+de+flores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TCPSuTru55I/AAAAAAAAA3o/L0M3OoGKRAw/s400/1ICA94HZ3ACAXV45QTCAI6122LCA6LR41ZCA5W7ZO6CAW16OSKCASO7RRBCAS9DHL8CAMMEFGFondo+de+flores.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486460464066914194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo un jardín de flores&lt;br /&gt;brotadas con esperanzas &lt;br /&gt;Reflejando en sus colores &lt;br /&gt;la magia viva de la pasión &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!.. todas son iguales&lt;br /&gt;cada una es particular &lt;br /&gt;unas prefieren la luz del sol&lt;br /&gt;y otras la noche para soñar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gallardas derraman belleza&lt;br /&gt;y en el encanto de su fragancia &lt;br /&gt;son besos que se liberan &lt;br /&gt;en suaves pétalos de amor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si has pensado en llevarte una &lt;br /&gt;Dale cariño, ternura y fervor&lt;br /&gt;Protégela como lo hago yo  &lt;br /&gt;Dándole rocío para su corazón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-2250505367376690354?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2250505367376690354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/2250505367376690354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/06/el-rocio.html' title='EL ROCIO'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TCPSuTru55I/AAAAAAAAA3o/L0M3OoGKRAw/s72-c/1ICA94HZ3ACAXV45QTCAI6122LCA6LR41ZCA5W7ZO6CAW16OSKCASO7RRBCAS9DHL8CAMMEFGFondo+de+flores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7497072838461055854.post-8826760933178590440</id><published>2010-06-22T19:43:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T20:33:14.719-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ABREME TU CORAZON..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TCE9Ffi4E4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/MEVz2QF3QnY/s1600/esperanza+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TCE9Ffi4E4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/MEVz2QF3QnY/s400/esperanza+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485732985690395522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abreme tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;Con un alba de esperanza&lt;br /&gt;que la fe ilumine tus latidos &lt;br /&gt;para que mi amor le cante a tu alma &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se si has sufrido &lt;br /&gt;Si aun sufres todavía &lt;br /&gt;Pero quiero que mi canto&lt;br /&gt;Sea tu dulce compañía &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero separar las sombras&lt;br /&gt;Para llevarte en el silencio &lt;br /&gt;Una melodia envuelta en besos&lt;br /&gt;Y un suspiro en el eco de mi voz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero tomar del rocío&lt;br /&gt;La energía que deja el cielo &lt;br /&gt;Para que en tu cuerpo brille&lt;br /&gt;La dicha de ser como una flor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que la magia vuelva a tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;Porque en ellos veran encendida&lt;br /&gt;La llama donde tu espiritu guarda&lt;br /&gt;El verdadero amor  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Nieto Mújica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7497072838461055854-8826760933178590440?l=nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8826760933178590440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7497072838461055854/posts/default/8826760933178590440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nietomujicaeduardo.blogspot.com/2010/06/abre-tu-corazon.html' title='ABREME TU CORAZON..'/><author><name>Eduardo Nieto Mùjica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15932273192022584026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nOfmSsA-AIE/Ti18frfVctI/AAAAAAAABBU/ldmhhHqdCiU/s220/en%2Bcasa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EbS1GcJx0bU/TCE9Ffi4E4I/AAAAAAAAA3g/MEVz2QF3QnY/s72-c/esperanza+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
