tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79206150968632797702011-12-16T20:52:56.100-08:00QuimerasÓscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.comBlogger651100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-56382532788894950842010-12-08T11:19:00.000-08:002010-12-08T11:19:24.661-08:00Regálame ésta noche<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Regálame ésta noche</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aunque sea la última vez,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hoy no quiero un sólo instante</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tan lejos de tu ser…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No importan las palabras</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ya nunca importaran,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tan sólo quiero un beso</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y el aroma de tu piel,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ése perfume tuyo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que me embriaga de placer.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ya no soy más de nadie</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que de tu desnudez,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de las suaves caricias</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y el roce con tu tez.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Regálame esta noche</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aunque no te vuelva a ver…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-5638253278889495084?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-76336248327211684602010-12-07T20:05:00.001-08:002010-12-07T20:05:39.737-08:00Arráncame la vida<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Arráncame la vida</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con tus besos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que mis labios</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">arden con sólo verlos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Desgárrame en caricias,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">porque ésta piel implora</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">calcarse tu alma mía.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Seduce mis instintos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ya no soy más de nadie</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que de tus brazos tibios </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y los míos de ti…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Arráncame la vida!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">porque sin tus ojos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sólo miro despojos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Arráncame la vida!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que sin tu cuerpo al mío</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">quedan los sueños rotos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Arráncame la vida!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con tus suaves caricias</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">esencia de mi tinta </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">creadora de utopías. </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Arráncame la vida! </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">porque la tuya es mía.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-7633624832721168460?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-5218971132600037802010-12-07T20:04:00.001-08:002010-12-07T20:04:30.102-08:00Evocando<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Evocando</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">los sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más profundos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Un par de tus palabras,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la imagen de tu rostro</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">una caricia ó nada…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Manías de mis sueños,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">palabras en desvelo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Revelaciones ¿cuántas?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mentiras en la piel</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a flor de las entrañas.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y desde siempre nada…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">maldita suerte mía,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que llama a los días</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a hincarse a su guarida…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y sigo sin creerte,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">amiga y compañía,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aunque has matado a todos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">yo sigo sin tenerte.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Bendita tu lujuria,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que solo me ha dado:</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">“pasión y desenfreno”</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en la sombra de un beso…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Inerte la mirada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">al verte un segundo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">De piedra los sentidos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a la novena luna</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y finges no abrazarme</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">al eco de un lamento.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Encandiladas horas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que fijan los sustentos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hasta el tope del cielo… </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y todo ya es nada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">nunca mire la luz…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Maldita mi existencia…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡al diablo tú y mi vida!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no soy vidrio y papel…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-521897113260003780?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-58840512277047702092010-12-07T20:03:00.000-08:002010-12-07T20:03:08.975-08:00Recuerdo a resguardo<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Quisiera recordarte como la primera vez…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>como aquella tierna mujercita de ojos coquetos,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>que sonreía como para disimular una palabra</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>que a final de cuentas quedó callada… </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Con sublime rostro y manos de seda,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>de un carácter francamente único,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>ése… que siempre terminaba </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>de una u otra manera alegrándome el día…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Quisiera regresar el tiempo,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>cada instante que he pasado a tu lado…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>como cuando sin querer tomabas mi mano</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y podía contemplar tus lindos ojos,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>como cuando estabas a mi lado</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y el perfume tuyo se volvía embrujo.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Qué más daría por seguir añorando,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>escribiendo las tantas y hechiceras</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>palabras que me provocan tus labios…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y como amante seguir esperando,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>cuantificando instantes, amando a lo amado.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Quizá es poco, quizá es mucho,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>pero así te quiero a ti…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-5884051227704770209?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-2976327134440640012010-12-07T20:02:00.000-08:002010-12-07T20:02:05.069-08:00Ensoñaciones<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sólo en mi cama,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un par de almohadas </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y las sábanas sedas…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mudas testigas </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de entregas sin tregua…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y en lo profundo </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de oscuras noches,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que embriagadas de perfumes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">viajan como endiosadas hasta las nubes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en cada una de mis ensoñaciones.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-297632713444064001?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-1974553061438063402010-12-07T20:01:00.001-08:002010-12-07T20:01:19.227-08:00Hipnosis<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Llueve en mi cama,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aún es de madrugada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y por más que persigo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tus labios brujos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mudas testigas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de sin razones</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">embriagan mi alma…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Caricias gitanas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tuyas y mías</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">roban mi calma</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y ahí estás tú…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">radiante imagen,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">diosa bendita…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tu cuerpo desnudo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">como invitando y no…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cubierto con una sábana</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que cómplice de mis deseos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">recorría todo tu cuerpo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y en cada espacio</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">encontraba más caricias</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que cegaban al calor de tus manías…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Todo yo, vuelto en mudo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ante los gritos de placer</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que desde mi alma reprimía…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cada instante se hizo eterno,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tú en tus sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y yo embriagándome de ellos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-197455306143806340?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-70757427158780768532010-12-07T20:00:00.001-08:002010-12-07T20:00:17.981-08:00Sin voluntad<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy deje un poco de mí</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en ésos besos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">las caricias y hasta en las palabras…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ésas que indiscriminadamente </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">dijeron cuanto te amo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Las caricias gitanas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ésas que no dejaron</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un rincón sin recorrer…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Los besos brujos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tuyos y míos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que poco a poco</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">robaron nuestra voluntad.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-7075742715878076853?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-39074996341575869622010-12-07T19:59:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:59:29.895-08:00Dibujando<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Dibujando los sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de una noche tan cualquiera</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y más que otras bendecida…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cabalgando por las nubes de mi noche</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y a mi lado un solo cuerpo “tu pasión…”</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Evocando las quimeras</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que a mi sol y sombra cuidan…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tiritando a tu tiempo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y más campante que vagante</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero ciego…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y aun tiempo vivo cielo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que dilata las canciones de tu cuerpo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tierno y pleno, pero lleno.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-3907499634157586962?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-5967174091077369972010-12-07T19:58:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:58:19.569-08:00Luz interior<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy yo seré:</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Como tu almohada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">como las sábanas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que rozan tu piel,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para robar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">todos tu sueños,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hacerlos míos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y de nadie más…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy tú serás:</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Mi vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la eterna diosa</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y el cielo mismo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">El abrazo de un beso</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y el renacer de mi todo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy me propongo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ser más que él,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">dejarlo a un lado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y preñarme a tu piel…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy me propongo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y es de verdad…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-596717409107736997?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-1500503836605205952010-12-07T19:57:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:57:31.849-08:00Sol oscuro<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Luz de luz,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que en mi noche</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">es sol oscuro…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Luz de vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que de elixir</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me ha embriagado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">penetrando</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en las entrañas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con la magia</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de tu luna…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Bella efigie</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que revive</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hasta la sangre</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de mis venas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que de negro</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">vuelve a rojo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">De tu mano</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hasta la muerte</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sin que nada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más importe…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">A tu lado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">caminando,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">desde joven</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hasta viejo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y aún después</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">si es que puedo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Desde hoy,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aquí a tu lado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡sin que nada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más me importe!.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-150050383660520595?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-14709648104077523102010-12-07T19:56:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:56:23.459-08:00Intimo secreto<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Quiero soñar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">soñar contigo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en lo suave</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de mi almohada…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Soñar…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que entras a mi cama</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y de apoco te mezclas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">entre sábanas…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Que besas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mi espalda</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hasta endulzar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">el cielo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Dejando</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que tus labios</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pinten toda mi piel.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y envuelto en carisias,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con mis dedos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">dar vida a tu cielo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en mi tez…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Fingirnos cual dos leños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ardiendo en pasión,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero ser más que ellos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con verdadero amor…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Fundirnos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en la adrenalina</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que emanamos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tú y yo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y ya exhaustos luego,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tendernos los brazos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y de nuevo soñar.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-1470964810407752310?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-67391742690966830022010-12-07T19:55:00.000-08:002010-12-07T19:55:09.171-08:00Intimo secreto II<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Vamos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">da vida a mi piel</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con lo dulce</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de tus labios</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Acaríciala…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no dejes de hacerlo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que sin tus manos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">casi muero,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y lo sabes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aún te siento.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Despierta mis instintos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hazlo así…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que desespero.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Dale cielo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a mi tormento,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">entre lo tierno</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">del secreto…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Abrázame…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que sólo así</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me creo eterno,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">desliza uno a uno</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tibios dedos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">déjalos caer</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que a su lado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aún más te tengo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-6739174269096683002?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-64669930794225579112010-12-07T19:54:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:54:17.449-08:00No fue casualidad<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ayer te tuve aquí…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">el encuentro fue pequeño,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un instante para amarte,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">“no fue casualidad”.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Es tu esencia</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">quien abraza</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">nuestra piel,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un momento…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">el más tierno</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que no volverá a ser…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Siento ausencia</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en la piel,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hoy le faltan</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tus caricias, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">el roce</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con tu tez</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y lo suave</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de lo que antes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no encontré…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Fue pequeño</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">el encuentro,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">por el que hoy</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">te amaré…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ése frío de mi almohada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que en tus sábanas ahogué,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">provocando nuestras almas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cabalgando nuestro ser…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-6466993079422557911?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-92213783571974664472010-12-07T19:53:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:53:16.761-08:00Sueño tus labios<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">El día ya se fue,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y las gotas de mi ser</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">se esfumaron en papel,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me sobraron las palabras</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">faltaba quién las escuchara…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Yo sólo miraba…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no podía tocar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Era libre a pensar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">los deseos de besar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ésos labios que invitaban a pecar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Los miré</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y sobre ellos me lancé,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">soñando hasta el amanecer.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cambió mi forma de querer,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">fui libre un instante</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y en tus brazos me soñé…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Es tu piel</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la más tibia que besé.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Caminando de repente desperté</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y de nuevo te miré, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ahora sé porque siempre te busqué…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-9221378357197466447?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-28142387014411734852010-12-07T19:52:00.000-08:002010-12-07T19:52:14.820-08:00Sábanas frías<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Recorro las sábanas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que rozaron tu piel,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">envuelvo en mi tacto</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">las suaves calladas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ansiosas de nada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando tú no estás…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Las horas son liquidas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">queriendo alentarse</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando te imagino</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y de nuevo son prisas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cayendo tan tibias.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me abruma el deseo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en sábanas frías,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sólo está mi cuerpo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mórfico y descontento.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Abrazo tu almohada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que hoy ya no anhelo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pues tú no dominas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la seda hoy fría…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me aferro a la nada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y te sueño despierto.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Dormito entelequias</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">casi delirantes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que van más vagantes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">queriendo encontrarte,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero ya no estás…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2814238701441173485?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-2682592467883341362010-12-07T19:50:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:50:46.831-08:00Te extraño<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Te extraño,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no es lo mismo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ésta noche a las otras… </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando estabas conmigo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con el aroma de tu cuerpo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">las miradas…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un beso dos mordidas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">como acariciando tus labios…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Un beso en tu espalada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">desmayando mis dedos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">por todo tu cuerpo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">explorando cada espacio</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cual turista y no,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">desde tu pelo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hasta donde no recuerdo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Te extraño,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no es lo mismo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ésta noche a las otras,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">donde dejé un poco de mí</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en ésos besos, las caricias</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y hasta en las palabras…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ésas que indiscriminadamente</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">dijeron cuanto te amo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en las caricias gitanas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ésas que no dejaron</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un rincón sin visitar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">los besos brujos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tuyos y míos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que poco a poco</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">robaron mi libertad.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-268259246788334136?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-88349701215897699892010-12-07T19:49:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:49:36.901-08:00Confieso<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Confieso que te amo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que he perdido</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hasta la calma</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y desde hoy no soy yo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Confieso que te amo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">e imploro</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sólo un beso…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Confieso que te amo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y busco encontrarte…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Confieso mis pasiones</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">al dar voz a mis días</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sin tener casi vida. </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Confieso todo aquello</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y me quedo sin nada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">divago en tus líneas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y de nuevo soy vida…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-8834970121589769989?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-34524542445358820592010-12-07T19:19:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:19:46.196-08:00Reencuentro<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Necesito tu cuerpo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">abrazado a mí pecho…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Yo aferrado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a tus besos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">deslizando mis dedos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cada vez más lento…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Respirando el aroma</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que emana tu cuerpo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con sólo besar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cada espacio sin freno. </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Embriagado de ti</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">anhelar coincidir…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con tu suave aroma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la frágil caricia</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y ésa piel de ensueño…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">El encuentro no muere</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hasta que de nuevo te tengo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">las horas se esfuman</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y mi piel las retiene,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">dibujando un mapa</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para cada reencuentro.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-3452454244535882059?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-44281986147227997162010-12-07T19:14:00.000-08:002010-12-07T19:15:34.989-08:00Prisioneros de amor<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Dices que te marchas,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que ya no mojarás</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más mi cama…</span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Me llevo la humedad,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>misma que floreció</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>al combinar nuestra piel</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>sin tregua a la entrega.</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Que tu ausencia</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">acabará con mi calma</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y que el frío</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">terminara por ahogar</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">éstas sábanas…</span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Me marcho,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>dejándote mudas testigas</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>de pasión sin freno</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y en mi cuerpo vive</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>el éxtasis de tus caricias.</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Dices que te marchas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que mis horas te embriagan</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y no veo que lo hagas!.</span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Me embriaga tu aroma,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>tus manos provocan el quedarme</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>pero sé que al dejarte,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>no resistiré hasta el momento de ser</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>nuevamente de ti</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Dices tantas cosas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y no las demuestras!.</span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>¿Qué muestra más deseas?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Si tienes mi corazón</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>prisionero de tu amor.</em> </span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>LaMarussa</em> y Oscar Campos Benítez</span></div><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-4428198614722799716?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-67662179099432047752010-12-07T19:12:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:12:23.672-08:00Tú<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tu boca, para besarla,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">morder despacio tus suaves labios,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">probar su aroma y fresco sabor…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tus ojos, para sólo mirarlos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mirarme en ellos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y descubrir su esplendor…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tu cuerpo, para sentirlo mío,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">abrazarlo fuerte pero despacio,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">besarlo todo y disfrutar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">su inigualable olor, ese perfume</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que embriaga hasta mi razón…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tú… para jamás buscar a nadie más.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-6766217909943204775?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-13442542837513384772010-12-07T19:11:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:11:26.895-08:00Renuncio<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Renuncio a mirar más ojos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que no sean los tuyos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a buscar encontrar en otros</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la imagen de ellos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Renuncio a sentir</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">las caricias ajenas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pues sólo con las tuyas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">siento mi piel humana…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Renuncio a todo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">menos a ti.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-1344254283751338477?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-71658172591533172402010-12-07T19:10:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:10:33.861-08:00Perdón amor<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Perdón!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">por no decirte</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mil veces que te amo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">callar en el suspenso</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y arder en cada abrazo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Perdona alma mía</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">los triunfos y fracasos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">abraza mis recuerdos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">e implora mis anhelos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Perdóname por siempre…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">perdóname mi amor,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que no es la culpa mía</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">si no de tu amor</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ese amor que vive</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y arde con mis deseos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Perdóname por siempre…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">perdóname mi amor,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y es que desde hace noches</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sólo sueño tu voz</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">susurrando a otro…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Perdona mis desvelos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en tu nombre no son…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">grito callado y a tus oídos lloro.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Perdóname ante todo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">perdóname mi amor…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que al frío invierno</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">también llega el amor.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-7165817259153317240?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-79550969037412685992010-12-07T19:08:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:08:45.732-08:00Quisiera<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Quisiera abrazarte…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Abrazarte como aquella vez</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que lo hice sin pensarlo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">como aquella vez</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que sólo me atreví </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en lo hondo de mis sueños…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Quisiera poder explicar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la pasión que en mi despiertas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">los deseos más oscuros</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que formulo al pensar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en la imagen de tu rostro…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Quisiera, pero no puedo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me atrapo el embrujo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de tus palabras,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me encadena a tus brazos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la magia de tus ojos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y es imposible escapar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no quiero, no puedo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sólo quiero estar junto a ti.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-7955096903741268599?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-18369729687157287372010-12-07T19:07:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:07:33.244-08:00Ninfa mía<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Eres:</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">La pasión que seduce mis instintos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Finas líneas de pureza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">alma mía, bella y tierna…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ninfa que desvela mis caprichos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y humedece mis adentros.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Contornos de seda,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que milímetro a milímetro</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">oscurecen mis más hondos sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y en las entrañas de un desvelo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">reflejan aquel dulce panal,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que culmina y desespera en suspiros.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-1836972968715728737?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-29342871588751999132010-12-07T19:06:00.001-08:002010-12-07T19:06:23.360-08:00Tarde<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy más que nunca</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">extrañé tus labios…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ésos labios que jamás</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">he probado…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Los brazos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que ni siquiera</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">he tocado.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hoy más que antes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">desee mirarme en tus ojos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">los gemelos que me ataron</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">También quise tantas cosas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero ya es tarde…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2934287158875199913?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-22972344663619976802010-12-07T19:05:00.000-08:002010-12-07T19:05:21.642-08:00Provoca<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me roba la noche</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con sueños infames,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me ata y desata</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con letras amantes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de besos vagantes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que yacen aquí...</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">dormidos a plomo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">campantes y tiernos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero siempre aquí…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">muy junto a mi pecho,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">del cielo al infierno</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de norte a sur,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con un sólo lecho</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que vive eterno</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pegado a tu cielo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2297234466361997680?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-41457747698215639112010-12-07T19:04:00.000-08:002010-12-07T19:04:29.588-08:00A fuego lento<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Acaricio tu pelo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y desmayo mis dedos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">muy junto al pecho,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">atado en celos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que mueren cual eco…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Desnudo tu piel,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">recorro tu cuerpo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que baño de miel</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cada vez más lento.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Aunado a tu lecho</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">del fuego que bebo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con sólo un beso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tu cielo a mi cielo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en ocaso yerto.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Traiciono mis ojos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">divago en la hiel</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de mis pensamientos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mirándote en él</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tirada a sus brazos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡maldito aquel!. </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Provoco mis celos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">torpes en manojos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">solamente solos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">callando suspiros,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tirando los sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">bebiendo en antojos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y yo a tus pies</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">implorando amarte,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tenerte y besarte</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más de una vez.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-4145774769821563911?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-52436236584022778682010-12-07T19:02:00.000-08:002010-12-07T19:02:00.479-08:00Me creas ó no<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Te quiero,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">lo puedo jurar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no es lo mismo que amar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero si parecido…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Te me hiciste necesidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">respirar tu aroma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tu ojos que me encantan,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ésa tú que tanto me gustó…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me creas ó no,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me dolería no volverte a ver,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no volver a tantas cosas…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sería estúpido</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">buscar arrancarte</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando más te quiero.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me creas ó no,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">nada es tan importante</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">como estar a tu lado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pasar un par de horas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ó simples instantes…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me creas ó no,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">te quiero, y no a nadie más,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me creas ó no,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">te adoro, y justo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">como se adora</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a un ser divino…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me creas ó no,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">eres parte de mí,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mis sueños están contigo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me creas ó no,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ya me está doliendo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tener que dejarte…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-5243623658402277868?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-27141426553274790142010-12-07T19:00:00.000-08:002010-12-07T19:00:18.480-08:00Volver<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">He percibido el aroma de tu pelo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">al cruzar por esa calle,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y sin querer cuando</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">vagaba en instantes por ahí…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Embriagado de tu esencia</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más que nunca estas aquí,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no te puedes esconder</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aprendimos a huir</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a donde vayas voy por ti…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy no fue al caminar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ni siquiera al fingir no estar aquí,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">por la noche… en mis sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de los que no quería partir</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ya despierto abrazado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">al anhelo de vivir así…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de tu brazo acorrucado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">queriendo la noche repetir.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2714142655327479014?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-60842879580573389092010-12-07T18:59:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:59:17.078-08:00Omisión<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Recorro las tristes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y casi deliro</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con sólo tan poco,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un par de tus besos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">muriendo muy lento.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Camino disperso</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en sendos triviales</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que callan mis gritos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con muertes iguales.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ya no estoy, tú tampoco</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y los apocopes de la calma</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">agobian la braza</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">del incienso bruto</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que ardía en mi pecho</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tácito y lento…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Pero nunca más</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">por sólo tus besos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-6084287958057338909?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-71609737225932264082010-12-07T18:58:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:58:13.815-08:00Ventana<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Mirando tu fría ventana,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">intentando cruzarla</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y abrazarte,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">arrancarte de la nada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y poseerte…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ser pintor que vida da</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y escultor para moldearte…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Más sin embargo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me hundo en la nada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en un frío laberinto</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que aturde mis sentidos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sigo mirando</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y las tenues letras</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">marcan cerebro</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y entrañas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sigo aquí…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">postrado a la ventana,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">esperando dibujarte</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y ya no puedo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">estoy muriendo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">desde que te conocí,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">estoy ansiando</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mirarte y no puedo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Qué he hecho?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Qué has hecho tú de mí?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">convertiste tus sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en mis anhelos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">te volviste aire</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y no me conforme</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con respirarte,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">quise tenerte</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y me mataste.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-7160973722593226408?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-48382779839466809342010-12-07T18:56:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:56:57.643-08:00Hoy<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Mi amor…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">te tengo una noticia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hace un par de instantes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que ya no seguiré,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">se ha terminado por callar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ése profundo grito de mi alma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ése susurro eterno</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a mis sueños…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hace casi tan poco,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">se quebraron mis ojos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">soltaron la última lágrima</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que dejaré a éste mundo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">una sola, como sólo una</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">fue mi pasión incorruptible.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mis pies ya se cansaron de andar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de buscar errantes todo aquello</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que alguna vez soñó mi alma.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mis pies han dejado huellas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pequeñas migajas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de quizá nada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y quizá no sé…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para terminar ya el día</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">le salieron alas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a la esperanza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">se acabo la noche</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y está por amanecer…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Será un nuevo día,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con muchos más sueños,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">palabras que revienten</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en ecos incansables,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sonrisas, sinsabores…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">caminos por andar.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-4838277983946680934?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-23717761631286357852010-12-07T18:55:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:55:50.599-08:00Artesana de sueños<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Artesana de sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y almohadas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mi niña, mi amante…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Benditas tus manos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que inducen mis sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y es que no vivo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">si no es con tus besos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Pasión de pasiones</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que nacen del cielo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando ésta alma mundana</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">se preña a tu cuerpo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y yo en la penumbra</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de un beso muy tuyo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un beso de Diosa…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tus horas las mías,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mi vida ya es tuya</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡aquí te la entrego!.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tu pecho a mi pecho</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de aquí hasta el cielo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">unido al deseo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tu cielo a mi cielo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">por siempre así</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">color rojo fuego.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2371776163128635785?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-31976584529388887182010-12-07T18:54:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:54:29.770-08:00No sé porqué<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No sé porqué,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero cuando me acuesto</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">quiero tenerte a mi lado,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">abrazarte y después</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">darte un beso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para así acorrucados</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">dormir uno al otro…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No sé porqué</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ya entrada la madrugada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">despierto y extiendo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un brazo y el otro</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para buscarte y nomás</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no te encuentro,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aún cuando he dormido</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">soñándome en tus brazos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y tú en los míos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No sé porqué</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">despierto entrado el día,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con su luz por mi ventana,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">justo cuando comienzo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a soñarte y haces mías</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">todas ésas caricias…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No sé porqué</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">te despides con un beso</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">justo cuando estás a mi lado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y yo abrazando tu cuerpo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para luego desaparecer.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-3197658452938888718?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-55480721127515667772010-12-07T18:52:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:52:39.746-08:00¿Para qué?<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Para qué engañarme?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Nunca me has querido!.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Para qué fingir?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Siempre lo he sabido…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Para qué llorar?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Para qué pensar?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">La hipocresía </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">siempre en ti ha existido.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Para qué regresar?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Para qué fingir </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">lo que nunca has sentido?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Para qué llorarme?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Para qué buscarme?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Si desde hace tiempo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para ti no existo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-5548072112751566777?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-23432416452829456772010-12-07T18:51:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:51:32.008-08:00Adiós<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy me despido</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de aquellas líneas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que te escribí…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">De tus imágenes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sin rostro, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que me guiaron…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">De cada palabra</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en el viento,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que te regale…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">De aquellos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tus suspiros,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que arrancaron </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mi tranquilidad.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy me despido</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de todo aquello,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hoy me despido</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y es para siempre…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Hoy muere para ti</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ésa… mi esencia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ya no regresará,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sólo en tus sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">perdurara.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2343241645282945677?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-25931884253550571222010-12-07T18:47:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:47:45.477-08:00Estoy aquí<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Olvida que naciste</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para sólo vivir,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no eres tú de trapo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ni yo soy de papel…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">En mis venas hay sangre</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en las tuyas también.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tus noches no son nada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">naciste casi ayer…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ocultas las miradas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en velos de dolor,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sollozas pudorosa</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ante la luz del sol…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Te vives en desvelos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y piensas que estás sola</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Qué no estoy junto a ti!.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2593188425355057122?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-20771254045716962532010-12-07T18:45:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:48:27.841-08:00Gotas de sal y un adiós<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Gotas de sal</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">recorren mi alma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no escucho tu voz</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en mí sólo hay nada…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Quisiera abrazarte</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero no puedo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">eres como muerta</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y en mi cielo hay dos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Quisiera amarte,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero eres helada…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en mi hay calor,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero no eres humana…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡No estoy por mí!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en mi alma hay llagas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en mi esencia pasión</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y en la tuya</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no hay nada…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Fuego y cenizas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de mi cielo quedo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en mi arena</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un nombre</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y en el tuyo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un adiós…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2077125404571696253?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-53326008514912919682010-12-07T18:44:00.002-08:002010-12-07T18:49:13.989-08:00Entelequia<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Es de noche</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando más te extraño,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">porque justo ahí</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en nada más pienso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">porque nadie</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me exige atención,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">los excesos se apagan</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y sólo estás tú…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">yo y mi soledad</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">meciendo ideas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">al verte no estar.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Es de noche</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando formulo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cada idea vaga y tenue</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">en torno de tu mirada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando en lo más hondo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de mis sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">se apaga la existencia</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y a tu lado vuelve a ser…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Es de noche</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando esa ficción</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">deja de serlo y abraza</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">todas mis esperanzas.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-5332600851491291968?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-92011436005416425682010-12-07T18:44:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:49:55.760-08:00Prisionero<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Déjame gritar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que estoy muriendo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Libérame un segundo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que así ya no soy nada…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Abraza mis recuerdos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sólo eso de mi tendrás,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">porque a los muertos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no se les puede nada…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em></em> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Abraza mis recuerdos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">porque así yo ya no existo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">porque del humo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sólo queda el aroma…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Dibuja mis sonrisas!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con tus dedos y arcilla,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">“dibuja que he muerto…”</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-9201143600541642568?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-79395748871979937192010-12-07T18:42:00.002-08:002010-12-07T18:42:59.342-08:00Alto<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Alto!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No digas más…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que en ese tono</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no te quiero escuchar…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Calla…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que hieres más</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">“como veneno”.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Calla…!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que cada frase</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me socava</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y ya soy nada.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Habla</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que este silencio</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me está matando</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y sin tu odio</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">quizás no existo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-7939574887197993719?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-80289648398325381542010-12-07T18:42:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:42:07.961-08:00He dejado de existir<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Los tintes que emanan de mí ser</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">se están pudriendo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cada tanto se me acaba</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y no pretendo ya ser nada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más me apago y cada día vale más…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Los momentos no son nada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">se esfuman…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y las horas como agua</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">son liquidas y no puedo beberlas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">se escapan de mis manos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No pretendo más que sentir que vivo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y no lo hago…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cada instante de mis horas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sólo sigo mas no vivo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Mi cerebro es un torbellino</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y las mil ideas que tuve</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">han dejado de existir</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tirito y me flagelo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con la idea de morir…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y es que entiendo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que este engendro no es eterno,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más me aferro a vivir</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aunque siento</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que he dejado de existir…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-8028964839832538154?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-85078917190309974982010-12-07T18:40:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:40:55.245-08:00Me he embriagado<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me he embriagado… </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con el odio y desprecio de tu alma,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con los vinos sin alcohol </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">entintados con la sangre de mis venas…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me he embriagado </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y es de odio…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me he embriagado </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y es por ser un casi muerto…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me he embriagado y es tu culpa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">has tratado de matarme a sangre fría,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me has llenado con tu rabia tan maldita…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me he embriagado y es tu culpa,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me he embriagado y es la vez última…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me he embriagado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y es en mi funeral…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-8507891719030997498?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-13244771025265090932010-12-07T18:39:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:39:59.422-08:00Soledad<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Habla, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ramera de mis noches…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Desgarra mis entrañas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y devora la hiel</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que como ponzoña envenena mi alma…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Habla, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aunque tu voz</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sea tan estúpida </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y nadie la quiera escuchar…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Te escucho…!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Revienta mis tímpanos, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero que sea con la verdad</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">”No te siento”</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Grita deforme ser…!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Rebela tu ira en mi contra</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y veras que nada me haces…!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Grita…!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Veras cuanto me importa… </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-1324477102526509093?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-42654967967160336402010-12-07T18:34:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:34:15.507-08:00Ya nada recuerdo<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">La imagen de un sublime cuerpo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ante la inerte mirada de mi propia muerte…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ante la solemnidad de la nada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y el principio de la eternidad…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">El recuerdo de años</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y desde ahora ya ni uno,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más de mil amaneceres</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero… ¿cuál fue el primero?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más de todo y ni uno…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Pero… ¿desde cuándo no están?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Por qué no los siento?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Por qué!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sabes escribo sin escribir</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y es que lo hago en el viento…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y es que aunque quisiera</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ya nada recuerdo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-4265496796716033640?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-31923581252156487582010-12-07T18:30:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:30:50.272-08:00Un día<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Un día de estos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">quizás la muerte</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me alcance…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Un día de estos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">quizás ya deje de andar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">por las calles</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que a diario recorro…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Un día de estos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">quizás todo se acabe</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y en frías tumbas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">los restos miserables</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">encuentren su fin.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y quizás tantas cosas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y quizás tal vez nada…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-3192358125215648758?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-84242195987186661552010-12-07T18:29:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:29:44.769-08:00Así soy<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Llorando sangre…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tiritando en el aire</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">como si fuera basura…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sin alma y sin sentidos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con el cuerpo cercenado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y aquí sigo…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tenue figura</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que de sombras se alimenta</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y como muerte sega almas…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sí…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">así soy…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">vil engendro</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que en carroña se ha vuelto…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-8424219598718666155?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-26167737395315825342010-12-07T18:28:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:28:49.968-08:00Miedo<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cuando la muerte me alcance</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y no pueda sangrar más</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿qué haré?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Iluminar mis ojos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y reservar eterna</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la luz de mis pupilas…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Guardar en lo más hondo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">recuerdos y nostalgias</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que sirvan para andar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">por aquellos lugares…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Gritar! porque más nunca</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">se escuchará mi voz…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">sólo en las entrañas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de éste suelo frío</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y quizás… ni ahí.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2616773739531582534?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-67370931715056697562010-12-07T18:27:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:27:41.289-08:00Cuando acaso<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cuando sanen las heridas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y no sangre más mi corazón</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">intentare vivir…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cuando mi vida misma</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">deje de ser estúpida…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pediré las horas no sean liquidas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y escurran de mis manos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Entonces seguiré</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y nada más importará… </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cuando pasen tantas cosas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y las horas sean lentas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">vendrás de nuevo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y simplemente nada valdrá.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Cuando pasen tantas cosas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">quizá ya sea demasiado tarde…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-6737093171505669756?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-37202417625396411082010-12-07T18:26:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:26:38.617-08:00Utopía<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Con verdadero odio en la piel</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y trastocando cada fibra</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">del inerte despojo de inmundicia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que yacía tiritando en la penumbra,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">estabas tú… </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y la magia de tus dedos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ya no reflejaba más que sombras aturdidas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ó apaleadas que fingían no mirarme…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y ya después…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">trastornado por los ruidos de tu pecho</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">los volvía en gemidos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que imploraban ya morir,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">mas mi cuerpo más ansiaba alimentarse</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de los ecos de dolor</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que emanaban suave hedor,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y bien sabía… “era muerte”</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de aquella la más tibia,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la buscada y no encontrada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la que huye y no se tiene ni envuelve.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-3720241762539641108?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-73218927226281558072010-12-07T18:25:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:25:11.396-08:00Mi epitafio<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Cuándo quieras</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">puedes escribir mi epitafio!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Ya no queda más,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ya no tengo nada</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y hasta valor perdí…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Cuando gustes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">aquí estoy!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No pretendo esconderme,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">igual te espero sentado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que con los brazos abiertos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Igual y me canso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero aquí te espero…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con letras santas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ó versos de canción,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ya verás aquí estaré…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-7321892722628155807?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-64883422242137997662010-12-07T18:23:00.002-08:002010-12-07T18:23:59.357-08:00Sin rumbo<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Voy en el barco</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de mi destierro,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">voy tras los sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y he de morir…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tras el silencio</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y miles de horas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">deje de verte</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡maldita sea!.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">De las cenizas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿qué es lo que queda?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de mi pensar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿quién sentirá?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de mi sentir</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿quién pensara?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de todo aquello</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿quién seguirá?.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Maldita suerte!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿qué pasara?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">si ya no sé</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que hay más allá…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-6488342224213799766?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-75775798408032797862010-12-07T18:23:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:23:01.909-08:00¿Qué pasa?<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Qué pasa?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me pregunto tantas cosas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y no me puedo responder,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">palabras vienen, palabras van</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y no sé si seguiré aquí,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un paso de la vida a la eternidad…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Pienso</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y no sé si hago bien</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ó solo gasto tiempo en tratar…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Miro el camino,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">me dan ganas de retroceder</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y dejar en soledad las ilusiones</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que quizás son absurdas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que quizá no valen nada.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-7577579840803279786?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-76630301957407778262010-12-07T18:21:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:21:16.259-08:00Veneno<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Negro amanecer,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que ante mi muerte alborea…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Rasga mis entrañas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para después beber</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la sangre que emana</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">podrida de mí ser.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Infame soledad…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Que tras verter ponzoña,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">desgajas mi cerebro</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">echando recuerdos a volar…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-7663030195740777826?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-52318755445816406042010-12-07T18:17:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:17:50.136-08:00Sin vivir<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Caminando con la vista perdida</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y con rumbo indefinido…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Con el alma entrecortada,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con un nudo en la garganta…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Recordando viejas nostalgias</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de razones abnegadas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">delirios que me matan…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">corazón amargado, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">marchito de muy dentro.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Dolores reservados </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">por penas agobiantes,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">rencores no sacados</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de tanto soportar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">la pena de vivir…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">encarcelado a un cuerpo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">encadenado al dolor.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">La cárcel de mi alma:</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">un cuerpo tan vano,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más vale no vivir…</span></em><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-5231875544581640604?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-54011192263546798372010-12-07T18:16:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:16:12.344-08:00Por fin libre<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Es sábado </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y estoy muriendo…</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Han dejado de sangrar</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>mis cicatrices,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>las cadenas que me ataron, </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>rompiendo hasta mi alma </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>se han quebrado…</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Cada gota </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>de ésta sangre mal podrida,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>se termino escurriendo</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>de un maldito corazón</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>que ni siquiera latía…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>de un maldito cuerpo</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>que sin alma vivía…</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Las gotas sin alcohol </em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>de vino tinto</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>que a éste ser</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>inmundo carcomían,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>por fin me han hecho libre.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-5401119226354679837?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-51471984871800717732010-12-07T18:12:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:12:50.210-08:00Sortilegio<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Como tantas veces desperté,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">dejé en la cama un tanto mío</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y otro tanto me cargué…</span></em></div><em><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em><em><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Fue igual que ayer</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con sus ayeres,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ése yo, aquellos brazos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">el instante, ése todo…</span></em></div><em><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em><em><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Un bostezo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de la cama a la vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">el regalo anunciado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">dormitando mis pupilas</span></em></div><em><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em><em><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Abrazado entre lo tibio</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que me envuelve de caricias,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tirado entre la hierba</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">atrapando los instantes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para que jamás se marchen</span></em></div><em><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em><em><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Viendo el cielo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">anunciando el ocaso,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">estrellando las auroras,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para ya no alborear.</span></em></div><em><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em><em><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sortilegio alucinante</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que coincide hoy por mí…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-5147198487180071773?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-4218964030386763932010-12-07T18:11:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:11:47.761-08:00Quimeras<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Eres luz</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que entra a mi vida,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y del despojo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de inmundicia</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">crea lienzos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">casi eternos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Eres la pasión</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y desenfreno</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">de una magia</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tan morbosa…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Eres sexo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y castidad</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que me embriaga</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hasta explotar.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Eres todo</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y eres nada…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pues me tienes</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a tu alma</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y aún mi pecho</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a veces sangra.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-421896403038676393?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-23368821111130182982010-12-07T18:09:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:09:21.974-08:00¿Qué quieres ser mi ángel?<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Qué quieres ser mi ángel</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">estar al lado mío y abrazarme…?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Acaso no me ves?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">he perdido hasta la calma</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y ya no me importa nada.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Qué quieres ser mi ángel</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando menos lo merezco?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Qué quieres tantas cosas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando ya sólo puedo nada?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Acaso es una burla?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿De quién piensas mofarte?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¡Qué quieres tantas cosas!</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Qué me pides a cambio?</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">¿Qué quieres ser mi ángel</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cuando empeñe mi alma</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y me encadene a nada?.</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2336882111113018298?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-23441588084868537912010-12-07T18:08:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:08:09.803-08:00Mujer<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Como la caricia de un ángel...</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Más que una divinidad,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con la firmeza de un roble,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tenaz y constante,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">soñadora por naturaleza,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">realista y franca...</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">A veces frágil,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a veces no,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">justamente cuando</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tiene que serlo...</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Con su alma de ángel,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y esa fuerza admirable,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">más que suficiente</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">para sostener sus sueños</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y afrontar esta vida.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Mujer ante todo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ante todo mujer...</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">A veces dulce amante</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y otras sólo dulce,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a veces amiga y hermana</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y otras sólo hermana,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a veces madre y padre</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y otras sólo madre,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a veces confidente esposa</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y otras sólo confidente...</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">A veces tantas cosas,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero siempre “mujer”.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2344158808486853791?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-9688619813828901652010-12-07T18:07:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:07:11.068-08:00Naturaleza<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Ven…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Escucha y no digas nada.</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Ven…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Te estoy esperando,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>ya es hora que te diga</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>dos verdades…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y dejes de fingir</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>el no escucharme.</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Hace tanto que muero</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y no te importa más,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>hace tanto que te doy todo</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y cuanto más, más quieres.</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>¡Egoísta!</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Torpe humano</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>¿Qué más quieres?</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>te doy todo</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y qué agradeces…</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Tienes sed y agua bebes,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>cuanto es mío todo tienes.</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>¡Egoísta!</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Torpe humano</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>¿Qué agradeces?</em></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><em></em></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Para ti pierdo valor,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>no es lo mismo que ayer…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>antes fui, hoy sobrevivo.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-968861981382890165?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-86960612284792104322010-12-07T18:06:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:14:41.398-08:00Regalo divino<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Desnudaste mi alma al nacer,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pues tú me enseñaste</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">amar con todo el corazón.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em> </em><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tu corazón es mi corazón</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y late por ti…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">desde aquel momento </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que por vez primera te vi…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em> </em><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Desde entonces,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no puedo dejar de ver ése…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tu hermoso rostro,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">las sonrisas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y el brillo de tus ojos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">llenos de felicidad.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em> </em><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">No puedo dejar de imaginar</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">con ilusión cada día desde hoy…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em> </em><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Coronaste todos mis sueños,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pues la imagen que había soñado</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">es la tuya y existe desde </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que algo divino te creo.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-8696061228479210432?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-25429756430184070192010-12-07T18:05:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:05:05.370-08:00Mamá<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Quiero saber</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que siempre me vas a cuidar,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que siempre seré tu hijo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que me perdonas por ésos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tantos errores cometidos…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">También, quiero saber</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que siempre estarás conmigo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que ni el tiempo ni el espacio,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">ni aun siquiera la muerte</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">nos podrá separar…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que todas tus bendiciones</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">serán eternamente de tus hijos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><br /><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Pero sobre todo,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">quiero saber </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que nunca el olvido</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">empañará tu mente,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que ni la duda o la nostalgia</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">nos cobrará cuotas tan caras</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y juntos caminaremos,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">los caminos que ya</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hace varios años andamos</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">cada quién por su lado, </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">pero siempre cuidándonos.</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-2542975643018407019?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-16032608952752714292010-12-07T18:03:00.001-08:002010-12-07T18:03:49.793-08:00Bindi<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>En el árbol de la fe</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>puse mis esperanzas,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>en la tierra que he labrado</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>puse todo el corazón</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y el primer fruto</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>que ha nacido,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>es de verdadero amor.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Para mi es casi un cielo</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>del que brota la ilusión,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>y lo he guardado en cofre de oro</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>junto a mí corazón,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>donde guardo el tierno sol</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>que brilla en sus ojos…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Mis sueños</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>engrandecen sus palabras,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>pues de una en una</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>me han dejado enseñanzas.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>En su piel de tiernos aromas</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>junto al mar de sus palabras,</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>un abrazo no me basta</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>pues la siento tan amada…</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br /><em></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>Un ángel ya lo han dicho</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><em>casi madre digo yo.</em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-1603260895275271429?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos Benítezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03230839679532196032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7920615096863279770.post-76051515757781470162010-12-07T18:00:00.000-08:002010-12-07T18:01:59.801-08:00Faltas<div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me hace falta </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que me hagas falta,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que me falten las ganas </span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que me faltan…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y que falte lo que no me falta,</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que las faltas que me causas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">llenen las faltas que me faltan</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">y que esas faltas no le falten</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">a mis faltas ni a las faltas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">que me faltan cuando tú me faltas…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y es que cada falta que me falta</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">hace que todas tus faltas</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">no le falten a mis faltas…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Y es que cada falta</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">tuya o mía…</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">es una falta que jamás</span></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">podrá faltarnos.</span></em><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7920615096863279770-7605151575778147016?l=quimerasdemialma.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Óscar Campos 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