<?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-8504976916108803513</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:41:13.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papillon Rose</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritapapillonrose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8504976916108803513/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritapapillonrose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Papillon rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12641587110556123159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Pp_lYoEbtg/SGQMTWFnViI/AAAAAAAAABE/9NQ6ovWl22I/S220/2437214289_dc691701c3%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8504976916108803513.post-7245437503726326355</id><published>2008-06-26T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T14:44:44.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amis</title><content type='html'>Je pense souvent á toi, mon ami&lt;br /&gt;Tu m'as promis l'être pour la vie.&lt;br /&gt;Et nos sentiments se mélangent.&lt;br /&gt;Oú veux tu que je le range?&lt;br /&gt;Dans mon coeur et ma tête,&lt;br /&gt;Tu y est depuis trop longtemps..&lt;br /&gt;Soudain, tes paroles changent.&lt;br /&gt;Ta voix devient plus intense,&lt;br /&gt;Tes beaux yeux ne me regardent&lt;br /&gt;Plus avec l'innocence d'avant...&lt;br /&gt;Tu m'offres un désir intérdit&lt;br /&gt;Qui me fait penser a chaque moment.&lt;br /&gt;Mais je dois refuser ton invitation.&lt;br /&gt;Moi, j'ai déjá choisi mon destin,&lt;br /&gt;Toi, tu seras toujours mon ami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita Vergara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8504976916108803513-7245437503726326355?l=ritapapillonrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritapapillonrose.blogspot.com/feeds/7245437503726326355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8504976916108803513&amp;postID=7245437503726326355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8504976916108803513/posts/default/7245437503726326355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8504976916108803513/posts/default/7245437503726326355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ritapapillonrose.blogspot.com/2008/06/amis.html' title='Amis'/><author><name>Papillon rose</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12641587110556123159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Pp_lYoEbtg/SGQMTWFnViI/AAAAAAAAABE/9NQ6ovWl22I/S220/2437214289_dc691701c3%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8504976916108803513.post-3629676003802586798</id><published>2008-06-26T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T10:16:16.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>souvenir</title><content type='html'>Aimer a voix basse, déclarer jamais.&lt;br /&gt;Silencieusement, tranquilement&lt;br /&gt;attendre.&lt;br /&gt;Attendre toujours&lt;br /&gt;pendant de longs jours&lt;br /&gt;journees entières&lt;br /&gt;pensant, pensant en toi.&lt;br /&gt;Rien arrête cette lassitude&lt;br /&gt;aimer, esperer, rêver...&lt;br /&gt;Rêver que tu me parles,&lt;br /&gt;Que tu m'acceptes&lt;br /&gt;Que tu m'écoutes.&lt;br /&gt;Mais rien&lt;br /&gt;Rien qu'un inmense désert&lt;br /&gt;me séparant de ta pensée.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita Vergara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8504976916108803513-3629676003802586798?l=ritapapillonrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritapapillonrose.blogspot.com/feeds/3629676003802586798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9Pp_lYoEbtg/SGQMTWFnViI/AAAAAAAAABE/9NQ6ovWl22I/S220/2437214289_dc691701c3%5B1%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8504976916108803513.post-8449296197498805996</id><published>2008-06-24T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T15:43:14.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vagues</title><content type='html'>Je me noye en toi, eau légère.&lt;br /&gt;Sans vagues tu me caresses&lt;br /&gt;Enveloppée dans tes bras&lt;br /&gt;Je me sens dans la mousse.&lt;br /&gt;Si douce ta peau sur moi&lt;br /&gt;Qui n'arrête de me tenter.&lt;br /&gt;Me transporte si lentement&lt;br /&gt;A l'endroit indiqué.&lt;br /&gt;Mes yeux sont fermés.&lt;br /&gt;Pourtant je vois exactement&lt;br /&gt;Oú m'enmène ta voix.&lt;br /&gt;Ta bouche si sucrée, me séduit&lt;br /&gt;Me transporte au point intérdit&lt;br /&gt;Soudain je me sens pleine&lt;br /&gt;Ma satisfaction finalment arrive.&lt;div 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considérer mes sentiments&lt;br /&gt;Je veux oublier tes bras, tes baisers tes yeux, ta chaleur...&lt;br /&gt;Seulement je sais que ça fait mal depuis que tu as decidé voler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8504976916108803513-3209819645155004125?l=ritapapillonrose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ritapapillonrose.blogspot.com/feeds/3209819645155004125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8504976916108803513&amp;postID=3209819645155004125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8504976916108803513/posts/default/3209819645155004125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8504976916108803513/posts/default/3209819645155004125'/><link 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