<?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-33963267</id><updated>2011-12-13T10:03:38.397-09:00</updated><title type='text'>gritos-de-mi-alma</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-5428545473232309052</id><published>2007-03-14T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:30:27.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“UNA FLOR RARA Y UNICA”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florece principesca&lt;br /&gt;a la vera del camino,&lt;br /&gt;en mi recorrido distraído&lt;br /&gt;me abofetea los ojos&lt;br /&gt;turbando mi razón,&lt;br /&gt;se levanta radiante,&lt;br /&gt;bella,&lt;br /&gt;erguida y majestuosa.&lt;br /&gt;De tallo fuerte y seguro&lt;br /&gt;con pétalos de luz&lt;br /&gt;y pistilos celestiales.&lt;br /&gt;Dueña de sublime Encanto ,&lt;br /&gt;es extraña, es inigualable,&lt;br /&gt;es una flor rara y única&lt;br /&gt;que llama mi atención&lt;br /&gt;y se apodera por completo&lt;br /&gt;de mis suspiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-5428545473232309052?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-82817815300101228</id><published>2007-03-14T09:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T09:02:53.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“VENCIDO”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces me pregunto&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué mal provoqué?,&lt;br /&gt;¿A quién lastimé?,&lt;br /&gt;Busco en el interior&lt;br /&gt;De mis recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;Y no encuentro la causa.&lt;br /&gt;Me siento cansado,&lt;br /&gt;Sin fuerzas para luchar,&lt;br /&gt;En éste instante&lt;br /&gt;Sé que claudiqué,&lt;br /&gt;Amor…&lt;br /&gt;Ya no te buscaré,&lt;br /&gt;Tampoco te esperaré.&lt;br /&gt;Disfrutaré de ver&lt;br /&gt;A todos felices contigo,&lt;br /&gt;Y yo tan solo…&lt;br /&gt;Con mi vida seguiré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-82817815300101228?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/82817815300101228/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=82817815300101228' title='11 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/82817815300101228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/82817815300101228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2007/03/vencido.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-4548107968061162254</id><published>2007-03-14T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:42:44.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“SERA”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Donde? como&lt;br /&gt;estarás me&lt;br /&gt;gustaría en&lt;br /&gt;verdad saber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si eres feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Si todavía piensas&lt;br /&gt;en mí y en nuestra&lt;br /&gt;engañosa pasión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera saber&lt;br /&gt;si aún sientes&lt;br /&gt;como yo me siento&lt;br /&gt;con ganas de continuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé que me&lt;br /&gt;extrañas como yo.&lt;br /&gt;Será que en verdad&lt;br /&gt;alguna vez me amaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que al igual&lt;br /&gt;que yo te confundiste,&lt;br /&gt;y creíste haber&lt;br /&gt;amado de verdad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que en este&lt;br /&gt;instante, donde&lt;br /&gt;y como estés te&lt;br /&gt;preguntas lo mismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-4548107968061162254?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/4548107968061162254/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=4548107968061162254' title='9 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/4548107968061162254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/4548107968061162254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2007/03/sera.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115955103948820337</id><published>2006-09-29T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:50:34.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A TRAVES DE TUS OJOS”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A través de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;veo al mundo sonreír&lt;br /&gt;me muestra su lado&lt;br /&gt;más amable y oculto&lt;br /&gt;me aleja un instante&lt;br /&gt;de toda miseria,&lt;br /&gt;hambre y sufrimiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A través de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;me permito soñar&lt;br /&gt;con un mañana mejor&lt;br /&gt;sin dolor, sin niños ávidos,&lt;br /&gt;todos unidos, todos felices&lt;br /&gt;cantando un mensaje&lt;br /&gt;de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A través de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;lcanzo el infinito&lt;br /&gt;sin esfuerzo &lt;br /&gt;y paseo libre &lt;br /&gt;por constelaciones lejanas&lt;br /&gt;con mi mensaje&lt;br /&gt;sublime y eterno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A través de tus ojos&lt;br /&gt;puedo dar gracias, &lt;br /&gt;la dicha me colma&lt;br /&gt;por haberte encontrado&lt;br /&gt;y por haber hallado&lt;br /&gt;mi reflejo&lt;br /&gt;al mirarte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115955103948820337?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115955093017640515</id><published>2006-09-29T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:53:40.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“HUELLAS EN MIS SABANAS”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis sabanas inquietas están,&lt;br /&gt;poseen el delirante embrujo&lt;br /&gt;de estar impregnadas&lt;br /&gt;con tú aroma y tú calor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embriagante perfume &lt;br /&gt;envidia de criaturas celestiales&lt;br /&gt;y de las más exóticas telas&lt;br /&gt;de la legendaria Babilonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suaves, frescas y penetrantes&lt;br /&gt;como el sagrado nardo,&lt;br /&gt;huelen a dioses del Olimpo&lt;br /&gt;Y a sudor de deidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni las más bellas flores&lt;br /&gt;de nuestro paraíso terrenal&lt;br /&gt;serían capaces de igualar&lt;br /&gt;Sus subliminales fragancias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ellas me envuelvo&lt;br /&gt;y deseo no salir&lt;br /&gt;para quedar impregnado&lt;br /&gt;con tú pasión y tu perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115955093017640515?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115955093017640515/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115955093017640515' title='8 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115955093017640515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115955093017640515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/huellas-en-mis-sabanas.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115854800042290912</id><published>2006-09-17T18:38:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:55:12.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“COMO OLVIDARTE”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si estás en cada&lt;br /&gt;Calle que camino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si estás en el&lt;br /&gt;Aire que respiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si estás en todos&lt;br /&gt;Los aromas que percibo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si estás en el mundo&lt;br /&gt;De imágenes que miro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si eres el sol&lt;br /&gt;Con el que transpiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si estás en las gotas&lt;br /&gt;De lluvia que me mojan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si te veo en cada&lt;br /&gt;Relámpago de la tormenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si te siento en la&lt;br /&gt;Brisa que me acaricia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si las únicas letras que&lt;br /&gt;Conozco son las de tu nombre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si estás hasta&lt;br /&gt;En mis sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si eres la cruel&lt;br /&gt;Causa de mi insomnio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si pensando en ti&lt;br /&gt;Me duermo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si por ti seguro&lt;br /&gt;Algún día he de morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como olvidarte,&lt;br /&gt;Si nunca te tuve&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo te extraño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115854800042290912?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115854800042290912/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115854800042290912' title='6 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115854800042290912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115854800042290912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/como-olvidarte.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115854787387823058</id><published>2006-09-17T18:38:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T15:59:32.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“NO PODRAS EVITARLO”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no me miras&lt;br /&gt;             déjame mirarte,&lt;br /&gt;si no me oyes&lt;br /&gt;             déjame oírte,&lt;br /&gt;si no me sientes&lt;br /&gt;             déjame sentirte,&lt;br /&gt;si no me quieres&lt;br /&gt;             déjame quererte,&lt;br /&gt;si no mueres por mí&lt;br /&gt;             déjame hacerlo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;será lo único por lo cual&lt;br /&gt;algún día &lt;br /&gt;dejare este mundo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero te advierto…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun en el más allá&lt;br /&gt;donde me encuentre,&lt;br /&gt;haré todo lo que quiera contigo&lt;br /&gt;                              me dejes o no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115854787387823058?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115854787387823058/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115854787387823058' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115854787387823058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115854787387823058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-podras-evitarlo.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115854775266176102</id><published>2006-09-17T18:38:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:03:35.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“LA MUJER QUE YO QUIERO”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiernos ojos negros&lt;br /&gt;de mirada cautivante&lt;br /&gt;y poblado cielo&lt;br /&gt;sonrisa fresca y pura &lt;br /&gt;de labios de sublime carmesí&lt;br /&gt;boca dulce de voz meliflua&lt;br /&gt;piel radiante, morena, &lt;br /&gt;suave y tersa,&lt;br /&gt;cuerpo esbelto, sensual&lt;br /&gt;y causa de mí excitación.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115854775266176102?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115854775266176102/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115854775266176102' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115854775266176102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115854775266176102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/la-mujer-que-yo-quiero.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115854763099272852</id><published>2006-09-17T18:38:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T18:47:10.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“CANTO AL VINO”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sublime sangre de dioses,&lt;br /&gt;Como un néctar fuiste&lt;br /&gt;Protagonista en libaciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emanación sagrada de la vid,&lt;br /&gt;Colaborador en las tristezas,&lt;br /&gt;Compañero en los triunfos,&lt;br /&gt;Salvador en la timidez&lt;br /&gt;Testigo mudo de la amena&lt;br /&gt;Charla entre amigos,&lt;br /&gt;Voraz rival del peligro.&lt;br /&gt;A ti te canto y te alabo,&lt;br /&gt;Compañero de emociones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi fiel amigo te agradezco&lt;br /&gt;Por tantos buenos&lt;br /&gt;Momentos vividos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115854763099272852?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115854763099272852/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115854763099272852' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115854763099272852'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ANSIEDAD”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los días pasan&lt;br /&gt;y yo desespero,&lt;br /&gt;tú no me buscas&lt;br /&gt;y yo muero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansío verte llegar&lt;br /&gt;transitando mí calle,&lt;br /&gt;es la única manera&lt;br /&gt;que mi corazón calle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta cuando seguirá&lt;br /&gt;la atroz espera,&lt;br /&gt;mi alma no resiste más&lt;br /&gt;y mi ser desespera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siento que nunca llegas&lt;br /&gt;y me cuesta vivir,&lt;br /&gt;paso la vida esperándote&lt;br /&gt;y me olvido de vivir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115854753355601964?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115854753355601964/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115854753355601964' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115854753355601964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115854753355601964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/ansiedad.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115854738710581517</id><published>2006-09-17T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:14:54.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“CORAZÓN”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Él no elige a quien querer&lt;br /&gt;tampoco en que momento&lt;br /&gt;entregarse y brindarse,&lt;br /&gt;no conoce de razones,&lt;br /&gt;no tiene ojos para la belleza&lt;br /&gt;menos aun para la fealdad,&lt;br /&gt;no entiende de razas, credos,&lt;br /&gt;geografías ni edades...&lt;br /&gt;Tan solo late, siente,&lt;br /&gt;vive, sufre, se alegra&lt;br /&gt;y dicta por instinto&lt;br /&gt;sus causas urgentes&lt;br /&gt;en el momento justo&lt;br /&gt;en el cual ni la propia mente &lt;br /&gt;ni el más sabio entendimiento &lt;br /&gt;comprenderá jamás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115854738710581517?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115854738710581517/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115854738710581517' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115854738710581517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“MI HEREDERA”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy vine hasta aquí&lt;br /&gt;a golpear las puertas&lt;br /&gt;de tú vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He andado &lt;br /&gt;y desandado caminos&lt;br /&gt;crucé mares y ríos&lt;br /&gt;escalé montañas&lt;br /&gt;surqué los cielos&lt;br /&gt;en sueños imaginarios&lt;br /&gt;hasta encontrarte&lt;br /&gt;y al fin lo conseguí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vengo&lt;br /&gt;a ofrendarte mi vida&lt;br /&gt;a entregarte mi alma&lt;br /&gt;a darte mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;y a hacerte única heredera &lt;br /&gt;de la riqueza más grande&lt;br /&gt;que tengo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115801769437229615?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115801769437229615/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115801769437229615' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801769437229615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801769437229615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/mi-heredera.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115801743776054025</id><published>2006-09-11T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:24:36.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“IMAGINACION”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me crecerán alas&lt;br /&gt;y volaré&lt;br /&gt;sobre paisajes&lt;br /&gt;de ensueños &lt;br /&gt;y tiempos sin tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginaré,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que tú vuelas&lt;br /&gt;junto a mi &lt;br /&gt;y nada ni nadie&lt;br /&gt;osará interrumpirnos,&lt;br /&gt;dejándonos vivir&lt;br /&gt;nuestro maravilloso mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos perderemos&lt;br /&gt;en el infinito&lt;br /&gt;para nunca más volver &lt;br /&gt;y vivir nuestro amor &lt;br /&gt;junto a las estrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115801743776054025?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115801743776054025/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115801743776054025' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801743776054025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801743776054025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/imaginacion.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115801721558199509</id><published>2006-09-11T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:35:35.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“FUGAZ”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorprendente &lt;br /&gt;momento efímero&lt;br /&gt;destello de pasión,&lt;br /&gt;a la distancia divisé tú caminar&lt;br /&gt;mis ojos incrédulos se pierden en vos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescoldos cálidos y arcaicos&lt;br /&gt;se apoderan de mi frágil ser&lt;br /&gt;añoran volver al tiempo vivido&lt;br /&gt;henchido de sincero amor pueril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atisbo tú rostro &lt;br /&gt;y cotejo&lt;br /&gt;que el paso del tiempo&lt;br /&gt;es indeleble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es el momento sagrado de mi pena&lt;br /&gt;Te veo feliz&lt;br /&gt;mi alma se colma de alegría,&lt;br /&gt;¡Gracias Dios! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115801721558199509?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115801721558199509/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115801721558199509' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801721558199509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“EN VUELO”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En la hora señalada&lt;br /&gt;y por designio divino,&lt;br /&gt;una estrella cae&lt;br /&gt;desde la inmensa noche &lt;br /&gt;al árbol más buscado, &lt;br /&gt;más deseado, &lt;br /&gt;hace remontar el vuelo&lt;br /&gt;del místico Simurg,&lt;br /&gt;hasta la tibieza &lt;br /&gt;de tus sábanas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allí montas,&lt;br /&gt;allí emprendes&lt;br /&gt;un vuelo inolvidable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tú paso &lt;br /&gt;te saludan nubes,&lt;br /&gt;la luna descubre su lado oculto,&lt;br /&gt;se seca el rocío,&lt;br /&gt;ríos y mares abren sus aguas,&lt;br /&gt;las flores hacen reverencias sublimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y así&lt;br /&gt;conspira el universo&lt;br /&gt;para que poses&lt;br /&gt;en mi ventana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115801672229853141?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115801672229853141/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115801672229853141' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801672229853141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801672229853141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/en-vuelo.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115801660080892559</id><published>2006-09-11T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:48:05.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“EL LOCO Y LA NOCHE”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seré Majnun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y en las noche solitarias,&lt;br /&gt;en pleno terreno yermo&lt;br /&gt;seré una bestia sufrida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maldigo al que viene &lt;br /&gt;a turbar mi sufrir&lt;br /&gt;sin recitar al amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sufriré mi amor prohibido,&lt;br /&gt;calmaré mi dolor&lt;br /&gt;con la palabra&lt;br /&gt;minetras tú,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi eterna Layla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me sufrirás callada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115801660080892559?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115801660080892559/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115801635164870230</id><published>2006-09-11T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T16:51:24.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“CITA EN LA INMENSIDAD”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elevo mis ojos al cielo&lt;br /&gt;y hurgo una razón&lt;br /&gt;para entender porque&lt;br /&gt;-tan llena de vida-&lt;br /&gt;decidiste partir&lt;br /&gt;a morar en una estrella.&lt;br /&gt;Desde tú partida&lt;br /&gt;mis lágrimas pueblan el cielo,&lt;br /&gt;mis días son grises,&lt;br /&gt;y todo es tristeza,&lt;br /&gt;mis jornadas las vivo&lt;br /&gt;esperando&lt;br /&gt;partir y vivir&lt;br /&gt;junto a vos&lt;br /&gt;y a los astros eternos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115801635164870230?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115801635164870230/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115801635164870230' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801635164870230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801635164870230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/cita-en-la-inmensidad.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115801616664926956</id><published>2006-09-11T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:00:24.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A PESAR DE TODO”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegas a mí&lt;br /&gt;y me voy,&lt;br /&gt;maldito destino&lt;br /&gt;                a veces cruel&lt;br /&gt;                        a veces bueno,&lt;br /&gt;muchas veces&lt;br /&gt;dominado por mentes frágiles&lt;br /&gt;que lo influencian,&lt;br /&gt;esas mismas mentes&lt;br /&gt;que hicieron que tú&lt;br /&gt;                tierna princesa&lt;br /&gt;no oses montar &lt;br /&gt;tú sagrado unicornio &lt;br /&gt;y cruzar el océano &lt;br /&gt;que nos separa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo espero &lt;br /&gt;en mi viejo reino&lt;br /&gt;que algún día&lt;br /&gt;el destino se torne&lt;br /&gt;favorable,&lt;br /&gt;y sentado en mí trono, &lt;br /&gt;veré abrirse las aguas&lt;br /&gt;y en medio de ellas&lt;br /&gt;vendrás cabalgando&lt;br /&gt;al encuentro de mis brazos&lt;br /&gt;y así demostrarás&lt;br /&gt;el triunfo de lo sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115801616664926956?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115801616664926956/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115801616664926956' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801616664926956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115801616664926956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/pesar-de-todo.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115782232974994252</id><published>2006-09-09T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T09:18:49.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A MI HIJO”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sabes el mundo&lt;br /&gt;De sueños que he&lt;br /&gt;Preparado para ti,&lt;br /&gt;Todos los días de&lt;br /&gt;Mi vida imaginé&lt;br /&gt;Tú rostro, tú llanto,&lt;br /&gt;Tú gatear, tú caminar,&lt;br /&gt;Tú salto, tú crecer,&lt;br /&gt;El momento en que&lt;br /&gt;Me presentes a tú&lt;br /&gt;Primera novia,&lt;br /&gt;En fin…todo.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy has llegado&lt;br /&gt;Y mi alma quiere&lt;br /&gt;Salirse por mí&lt;br /&gt;Boca y gritarle&lt;br /&gt;A todo el mundo&lt;br /&gt;Lo feliz que estoy,&lt;br /&gt;Mis ojos están&lt;br /&gt;Húmedos de felicidad&lt;br /&gt;Y mi voz se&lt;br /&gt;Torna trémula en&lt;br /&gt;Todo momento,&lt;br /&gt;Veo tus ojitos&lt;br /&gt;Pequeños en un&lt;br /&gt;Rostro sublime&lt;br /&gt;Tú llanto a cada&lt;br /&gt;Instante me cautiva&lt;br /&gt;Y me eriza la piel,&lt;br /&gt;Tus manitos y&lt;br /&gt;Tus bracitos algún&lt;br /&gt;Día me tocarán&lt;br /&gt;Demostrándome&lt;br /&gt;Lo reciproco de&lt;br /&gt;Nuestro amor.&lt;br /&gt;Hijo mío por&lt;br /&gt;Fin estas acá,&lt;br /&gt;De ahora en más&lt;br /&gt;Lucharemos juntos&lt;br /&gt;Y seremos feroces&lt;br /&gt;Caballeros cuya&lt;br /&gt;Única arma será&lt;br /&gt;El amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115782232974994252?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115782232974994252/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115782232974994252' title='6 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115782232974994252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115782232974994252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/mi-hijo.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115782115242461575</id><published>2006-09-09T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:05:19.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“REGRESA A MI”.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estas lejos&lt;br /&gt;todo se derrumba,&lt;br /&gt;el aire acaba&lt;br /&gt;también la luz&lt;br /&gt;y siento que muero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo tú&lt;br /&gt;con tus besos &lt;br /&gt;y caricias, &lt;br /&gt;le das sentido &lt;br /&gt;a mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te pido&lt;br /&gt;fuerzas &lt;br /&gt;para seguir &lt;br /&gt;en este mundo &lt;br /&gt;de miserias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te pido que vuelvas,&lt;br /&gt;que calmes mi sufrimiento,&lt;br /&gt;ilumina el camino,&lt;br /&gt;y revive a mi alma,&lt;br /&gt;con tu ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115782115242461575?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115782115242461575/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115782115242461575' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115782115242461575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963267/posts/default/115782115242461575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/2006/09/regresa-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>José Alejandro Arce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09203196124767459861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DG3jO9xHRBE/SqLVyU9xGvI/AAAAAAAAADc/icxwG8Kblcw/S220/Caminata+del+3+de+abril+de+2009+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963267.post-115782084797662571</id><published>2006-09-09T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T17:10:05.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“MENSAJE DEL MAR”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajo hasta una playa desierta&lt;br /&gt;y me dejo envolver &lt;br /&gt;por la brisa del mar,&lt;br /&gt;contemplo llegar&lt;br /&gt;sus olas y en ellas&lt;br /&gt;percibo tú presencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez más cerca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez más húmeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mojo mis pies&lt;br /&gt;y siento trepar&lt;br /&gt;tú alma hasta mis oídos&lt;br /&gt;para susurrarme&lt;br /&gt;dolida y sufriente&lt;br /&gt;lo imposible &lt;br /&gt;de nuestro amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quedo abatido,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y acepto que vos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sos eterna e inmensa, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y yo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tan solo un mortal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;JOSE ALEJANDRO ARCE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963267-115782084797662571?l=gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gritos-de-mi-alma.blogspot.com/feeds/115782084797662571/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963267&amp;postID=115782084797662571' title='14 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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