<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090697875980306641</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:18:09.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mina dikter i din eter!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ida 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href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/2007/11/guden-och-gudinnan-en-krlekssaga.html' title='guden och gudinnan, en kärlekssaga'/><author><name>Ida Wester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16863467286772085623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/TNnDrwHb25I/AAAAAAAAAzc/txPiiQY23R8/S220/idhan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RypFkRmxMJI/AAAAAAAAASA/6Jp6eXE6em8/s72-c/HPIM0791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090697875980306641.post-2445609085958629494</id><published>2007-10-31T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T15:05:22.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Du är dekadens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/Ryj7xxmxMGI/AAAAAAAAARo/mGLp1brWcQ0/s1600-h/HPIM0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/Ryj7xxmxMGI/AAAAAAAAARo/mGLp1brWcQ0/s400/HPIM0871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127625008309416034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;du kan inte köpa mig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;jag är immun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;emot din pappas pengar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;din bil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;imponerar inte på mig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;din avsaknad av moral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;får mig illamående.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;du är dekanens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;jag är ditt byte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;du lirkar med mig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;erbjuder mig resor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ger mig smycken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;du gör mig illamående!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;jag vill kräkas på dig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ta din pappas pengar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gör stureplan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;spruta champagne på dina vänner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;men låt mig vara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ditt sätt att leva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tilltalar mig inte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;min själ är viktigare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;än din pappas pengar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;du gör ditt val&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;stannar kvar i denna dekadens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold;"&gt;jag lider med dig!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6090697875980306641-2445609085958629494?l=dikten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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marken&lt;br /&gt;i det jag kallade hem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;min dräkt av is&lt;br /&gt;blev allt tunnare&lt;br /&gt;ju mer du log&lt;br /&gt;snart&lt;br /&gt;skulle jag stå där naken&lt;br /&gt;jag skulle inte ha en chans&lt;br /&gt;att värja mig &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naken&lt;br /&gt;på ett sätt&lt;br /&gt;som jag aldrig gjort innan&lt;br /&gt;speciellt inte&lt;br /&gt;inför mig själv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;du sa att du skulle stanna&lt;br /&gt;att du funnit din prinsessa&lt;br /&gt;det du alltid sökt&lt;br /&gt;din egen snorkfröken&lt;br /&gt;jag provocerade&lt;br /&gt;du stod stadigt&lt;br /&gt;på båda benen&lt;br /&gt;kunde inte rucka dig&lt;br /&gt;inte ens en millimeter&lt;br /&gt;jag började leta fel&lt;br /&gt;försökte skapa dem&lt;br /&gt;men du stod bara kvar&lt;br /&gt;och log emot mig&lt;br /&gt;jag blev naken&lt;br /&gt;du tog mig i din famn&lt;br /&gt;*trygghet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6090697875980306641-5797337120831765515?l=dikten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/feeds/5797337120831765515/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6090697875980306641&amp;postID=5797337120831765515' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default/5797337120831765515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default/5797337120831765515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/2007/10/du-smlte-min-is.html' title='du smälte min is'/><author><name>Ida 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center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxZlLU4nB3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/xsEZikOxlus/s400/HPIM0785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;älskling!&lt;br /&gt;vi är fast i ett mörker.&lt;br /&gt;stormen runt oss,&lt;br /&gt;river i mina kläder.&lt;br /&gt;jag fryser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snälla,&lt;br /&gt;ta min hand!&lt;br /&gt;håll den hårt&lt;br /&gt;ta mig i dina armar.&lt;br /&gt;låt mig få vara,&lt;br /&gt;i din trygga famn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jag vill andas din lukt.&lt;br /&gt;håll mig så hårt,&lt;br /&gt;som bara du kan.&lt;br /&gt;släpp inte taget!&lt;br /&gt;jag vill inte stå ensam.&lt;br /&gt;vi kan värma varandra!&lt;br /&gt;tills dagen åter gryr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6090697875980306641-1145355159814057414?l=dikten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/feeds/1145355159814057414/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6090697875980306641&amp;postID=1145355159814057414' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default/1145355159814057414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default/1145355159814057414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/2007/10/tills-dagen-ter-gryr.html' title='Tills dagen åter gryr!'/><author><name>Ida Wester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16863467286772085623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/TNnDrwHb25I/AAAAAAAAAzc/txPiiQY23R8/S220/idhan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxZlLU4nB3I/AAAAAAAAAQw/xsEZikOxlus/s72-c/HPIM0785.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090697875980306641.post-5796744016740874520</id><published>2007-10-16T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:20:24.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>min själ, vart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxTyr04nB1I/AAAAAAAAAQk/x6iXXQf8xzk/s1600-h/Picture+208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121985510971475794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxTyr04nB1I/AAAAAAAAAQk/x6iXXQf8xzk/s400/Picture+208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;söta lilla ida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;det är jag det&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;fan ta er som säger så..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;jag är inte söt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;jag är ingen liten flicka &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;jag är inget objekt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;jag är trött &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;på att höra er &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;flåsa mig i nacken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;så fort ni rör mig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ni vet att det enda ni kan röra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;är min kropp &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;min själ är&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sedan länge begravd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;och ingen vet vart,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ni nöjer er med min kropp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bättre den än inget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;men ni ser inte &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ju mer ni rör min kropp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;dessto längre bort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;försvinner min själ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;den är långt borta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i att land av is och mörker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ett land&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;där ingen vill vara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;och ni ser inte vad som händer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ni fortsätter röra mig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;jag önskar att det kunde komma en ängel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;in i min isvärlden &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;en ängel som kunde ta mig i sin famn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;smälta all min is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ta mig bort bort bort&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;men jag har slutat hoppas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;för vad är meningen med att hoppas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;om jag inte ens vet själv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ifall jag vill härifrån&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;det är lättare att leva med all smärta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;den som jag e van vid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;kan hantera.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;stannar i mitt land av is och mörker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;tills min själ far vidare!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6090697875980306641-5796744016740874520?l=dikten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/feeds/5796744016740874520/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6090697875980306641&amp;postID=5796744016740874520' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default/5796744016740874520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default/5796744016740874520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/2007/10/min-sjl-vart.html' title='min själ, vart?'/><author><name>Ida Wester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16863467286772085623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/TNnDrwHb25I/AAAAAAAAAzc/txPiiQY23R8/S220/idhan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxTyr04nB1I/AAAAAAAAAQk/x6iXXQf8xzk/s72-c/Picture+208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090697875980306641.post-2313837459562216204</id><published>2007-10-15T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T12:39:12.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helande blick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxPAuE4nB0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/7pb3xkmb8TA/s1600-h/Picture+218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121649099068081986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxPAuE4nB0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/7pb3xkmb8TA/s400/Picture+218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;dina ögon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;penetrerar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;min mur av svek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;som den ljuvaste smekning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rör din blick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vid min kropp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nu finns  bara du&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;du du du du&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; jag lämnar sår bakom  mig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;klär av mig min ärrade skepnad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;du gör mig hel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sluter cirkeln i mig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dina andetag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vaggar mig in i sömnens land&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;likt den mjukaste våg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;du omsluter mig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fyller mig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;med dig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;och endast dig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blir jag fulländad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;som det alltid varit tänkt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6090697875980306641-2313837459562216204?l=dikten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/feeds/2313837459562216204/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6090697875980306641&amp;postID=2313837459562216204' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default/2313837459562216204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default/2313837459562216204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/2007/10/helande-blick.html' title='Helande blick'/><author><name>Ida Wester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16863467286772085623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/TNnDrwHb25I/AAAAAAAAAzc/txPiiQY23R8/S220/idhan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxPAuE4nB0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/7pb3xkmb8TA/s72-c/Picture+218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090697875980306641.post-4626529512958322542</id><published>2007-10-14T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T11:56:35.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>du och jag, blev ett vi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxJmV04nByI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-UCczU4y_zc/s1600-h/HPIM0779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121268251433043746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxJmV04nByI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-UCczU4y_zc/s400/HPIM0779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jag satt på en sten i skogen&lt;br /&gt;tårarna rann längst mina kinder&lt;br /&gt;jag kände en beröring&lt;br /&gt;något som rörde min axel mjukt&lt;br /&gt;det var din hand&lt;br /&gt;du satte dig på huk&lt;br /&gt;frågade hur jag mådde&lt;br /&gt;mina taggar var utåt&lt;br /&gt;jag visste dina intentioner&lt;br /&gt;du var juh man&lt;br /&gt;du sa:&lt;br /&gt;"jag vill göra dig lycklig"&lt;br /&gt;jag hånskrattade&lt;br /&gt;jag hade hört den förr&lt;br /&gt;du gav dig inte&lt;br /&gt;så jag började tro dig&lt;br /&gt;släppte in dig en bit&lt;br /&gt;du gjorde mig glad,&lt;br /&gt;så du fick komma närmare&lt;br /&gt;trotts tidigare svek från människor&lt;br /&gt;så började jag lita på dig&lt;br /&gt;dina ögon kunde läsa min själ&lt;br /&gt;det enda du gav mig,&lt;br /&gt;var lycka och respekt&lt;br /&gt;jag förstod inte känslorna&lt;br /&gt;visste inte hur jag skulle handskas&lt;br /&gt;med allt&lt;br /&gt;men jag litade på dig&lt;br /&gt;på att du visste&lt;br /&gt;så du fick komma ännu närmare&lt;br /&gt;du tog min hand&lt;br /&gt;viskade i mitt öra&lt;br /&gt;"jag kommer alltid att vara vid din sida"&lt;br /&gt;jag trodde på dig&lt;br /&gt;du trodde på mig&lt;br /&gt;jag föll in i dina armar&lt;br /&gt;tillsammans förvandlades du och jag&lt;br /&gt;till ett VI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6090697875980306641-4626529512958322542?l=dikten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/feeds/4626529512958322542/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6090697875980306641&amp;postID=4626529512958322542' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default/4626529512958322542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090697875980306641/posts/default/4626529512958322542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/2007/10/du-och-jag-blev-ett-vi.html' title='du och jag, blev ett vi!'/><author><name>Ida Wester</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16863467286772085623</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/TNnDrwHb25I/AAAAAAAAAzc/txPiiQY23R8/S220/idhan.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxJmV04nByI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-UCczU4y_zc/s72-c/HPIM0779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090697875980306641.post-4866659500268311207</id><published>2007-10-13T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T11:46:37.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kompatibla?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxEU604nBwI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bQfRpiREQKc/s1600-h/HPIM0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120897252158015234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/RxEU604nBwI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bQfRpiREQKc/s400/HPIM0752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jag tittar på dig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;du skrämmer mig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;du står där&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;med din famn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;öppen och varm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;redo att älska&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;du skrämmer mig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;för att du vågar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;det jag aldrig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kommer att få&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;du vågar att älskas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;du längtar efter det&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jag flyr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vi är varandras motsatser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;men är vi kompatibla,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i en icke kompatibel värld?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;har inte livet sårat dig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;så som det gjort med mig?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;är det därför du vågar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eller tror du bara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mer än vad jag gör?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mer än jag vågar hoppas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6090697875980306641-4866659500268311207?l=dikten.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dikten.blogspot.com/feeds/4866659500268311207/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6090697875980306641&amp;postID=4866659500268311207' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090697875980306641.post-3049333657149989350</id><published>2007-10-12T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T04:34:47.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>försiktiga höststrålar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/Rw81A04nBtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/M2WlVQRdF3c/s1600-h/cola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120369589655897810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qcm2WjHJ-3A/Rw81A04nBtI/AAAAAAAAAPk/M2WlVQRdF3c/s320/cola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;försiktiga höststrålar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;från en ljummen sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span 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