<?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-1163321457739702712</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:13:22.994-08:00</updated><category term='Understanding'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Trust'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Relation'/><title type='text'>"DAIZY MEDHI MY LOVE"</title><subtitle type='html'>Ths blog is desg 4 ma swt little heart Daizy "b-b" maina whm I luv mor than thee.The only tng is tht I wan her to und how much I luv her. I had alwz luvd her n ll alwz luv her. I don't know how some miss concps got in n now I m facing the real prob to console her. Ma fnds I req u all 2 pray 4 me n my luv so that I get her back soon. Through this blog I target 2 help ma fellow lovers 2 stay happy maintaining a healthy love relation. I will also update this blogs with quotes n poems with love.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-6958051574664964327</id><published>2009-03-21T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:53:55.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You Are A Stranger"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/ScWaFiubacI/AAAAAAAADRY/_H9T21CX-3o/s1600-h/is-love-a-geometric-matter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/ScWaFiubacI/AAAAAAAADRY/_H9T21CX-3o/s320/is-love-a-geometric-matter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315824355192302018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A stranger you were once.&lt;br /&gt;Then, with a gentle look you took my hand.&lt;br /&gt;As our lives engaged,&lt;br /&gt;you lit my life and I held both your hands.&lt;br /&gt;Now that decades have passed,&lt;br /&gt;ours souls have indeed become one.&lt;br /&gt;How fortunate we are&lt;br /&gt;that we have found the love so true&lt;br /&gt;that everyone dreams about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-6958051574664964327?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6958051574664964327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-stranger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/6958051574664964327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/6958051574664964327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-stranger.html' title='&quot;You Are A Stranger&quot;'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/ScWaFiubacI/AAAAAAAADRY/_H9T21CX-3o/s72-c/is-love-a-geometric-matter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-4476759874842246288</id><published>2009-03-21T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:51:31.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"FOR MY LOVING WIFE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/ScWZlSygLNI/AAAAAAAADRQ/v4dq8qWa1oI/s1600-h/wife-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/ScWZlSygLNI/AAAAAAAADRQ/v4dq8qWa1oI/s400/wife-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315823801158610130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gentle word like a spark of light,&lt;br /&gt;Illuminates my soul&lt;br /&gt;And as each sound goes deeper,&lt;br /&gt;It's YOU that makes me whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no corner, no dark place,&lt;br /&gt;YOUR LOVE cannot fill&lt;br /&gt;And if the world starts causing waves,&lt;br /&gt;It's your devotion that makes them still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes you always speak to me,&lt;br /&gt;In sweet honesty and truth&lt;br /&gt;Your caring heart keeps out the rain,&lt;br /&gt;YOUR LOVE, the ultimate roof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you my Love for being there,&lt;br /&gt;For supporting me, my life&lt;br /&gt;I'll do the same for you, you know,&lt;br /&gt;My Beautiful, Darling Wife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-4476759874842246288?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/4476759874842246288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-my-loving-wife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/4476759874842246288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/4476759874842246288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-my-loving-wife.html' title='&quot;FOR MY LOVING WIFE&quot;'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/ScWZlSygLNI/AAAAAAAADRQ/v4dq8qWa1oI/s72-c/wife-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-8138101125682771554</id><published>2009-03-21T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:46:28.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"What I Love About You"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/ScWYaVt2GUI/AAAAAAAADRI/Cc_Mlrk5KRU/s1600-h/RAINBOW+HEARTS+IMAGE.jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/ScWYaVt2GUI/AAAAAAAADRI/Cc_Mlrk5KRU/s400/RAINBOW+HEARTS+IMAGE.jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315822513454192962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you look at me,&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes so bright and blue.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you kiss me,&lt;br /&gt;Your lips so soft and smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you make me so happy,&lt;br /&gt;And the ways you show you care.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you say, "I Love You,"&lt;br /&gt;And the way you're always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you touch me,&lt;br /&gt;Always sending chills down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;I love that you are with me,&lt;br /&gt;And glad that you are mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-8138101125682771554?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8138101125682771554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-love-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/8138101125682771554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/8138101125682771554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-love-about-you.html' title='&quot;What I Love About You&quot;'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/ScWYaVt2GUI/AAAAAAAADRI/Cc_Mlrk5KRU/s72-c/RAINBOW+HEARTS+IMAGE.jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-8009621387751144795</id><published>2009-03-14T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:00:34.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"An Entrapment"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/2b/2bd675e3bdfd874391d317d2482ace56.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 220px;" src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/2b/2bd675e3bdfd874391d317d2482ace56.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, I have tried with all my being&lt;br /&gt;to grasp a form comparable to thine own,&lt;br /&gt;but nothing seems worthy;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know now why Shakespeare could not&lt;br /&gt;compare his love to a summer’s day.&lt;br /&gt;It would be a crime to denounce the beauty&lt;br /&gt;of such a creature as thee,&lt;br /&gt;to simply cast away the precision&lt;br /&gt;God had placed in forging you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each facet of your being&lt;br /&gt;whether it physical or spiritual&lt;br /&gt;is an ensnarement&lt;br /&gt;from which there is no release.&lt;br /&gt;But I do not wish release.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to stay entrapped forever.&lt;br /&gt;With you for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts, always as one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-8009621387751144795?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/8009621387751144795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/entrapment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/8009621387751144795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/8009621387751144795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/entrapment.html' title='&quot;An Entrapment&quot;'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-6103207535452275705</id><published>2009-03-14T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:58:15.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Special World"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i44.tinypic.com/2eba3xh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/2eba3xh.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special world for you and me&lt;br /&gt;A special bond one cannot see&lt;br /&gt;It wraps us up in its cocoon&lt;br /&gt;And holds us fiercely in its womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fingers spread like fine spun gold&lt;br /&gt;Gently nestling us to the fold&lt;br /&gt;Like silken thread it holds us fast&lt;br /&gt;Bonds like this are meant to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though at times a thread may break&lt;br /&gt;A new one forms in its wake&lt;br /&gt;To bind us closer and keep us strong&lt;br /&gt;In a special world, where we belong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-6103207535452275705?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6103207535452275705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/special-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/6103207535452275705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/6103207535452275705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/special-world.html' title='&quot;A Special World&quot;'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/2eba3xh_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-6775206526224271641</id><published>2009-03-14T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:55:58.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/specialchildren/1/0/Z/1/note14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/specialchildren/1/0/Z/1/note14.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-6775206526224271641?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/6775206526224271641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/6775206526224271641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/6775206526224271641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-2732597705248314151</id><published>2009-03-14T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:53:18.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"You Are My Passion - You Are My Need"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sabature.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/passion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="http://sabature.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/passion.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, my heart, my soul is my gift to you&lt;br /&gt;Your smile, your love is the only reward I would want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious, like a gem made by angels to shine forever&lt;br /&gt;Releasing the passion inside me that burns for you&lt;br /&gt;Intertwining our destinies, so that we two soul mates&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever, can live out our hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Creating our own bond of life, to overcome the challenges&lt;br /&gt;Explore the mysteries, and to enjoy life as it should be&lt;br /&gt;Sharing the peace and love, that everyone looks for&lt;br /&gt;So in the end I want nothing, because I have everything I need&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-2732597705248314151?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/2732597705248314151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-my-passion-you-are-my-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/2732597705248314151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/2732597705248314151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-my-passion-you-are-my-need.html' title='&quot;You Are My Passion - You Are My Need&quot;'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-7250206434768584627</id><published>2009-03-14T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:49:32.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Like A Rose"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mimifroufrou.com/scentedsalamander/i/Roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://www.mimifroufrou.com/scentedsalamander/i/Roses.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is like a red, red rose,&lt;br /&gt;It started as a seed but it’s grown and grown.&lt;br /&gt;Its roots reach deep down inside of my chest,&lt;br /&gt;And it grows even more with each passing breath.&lt;br /&gt;The delicate petals lay beautiful and pure,&lt;br /&gt;All the doubts that I’ve had you have since cured.&lt;br /&gt;For all the thorns that this proud rose bears,&lt;br /&gt;They are all softened by the thought of your care.&lt;br /&gt;Soon the rose grows old and withers and dies,&lt;br /&gt;But the love that helped grow it will last for all time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-7250206434768584627?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/7250206434768584627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-rose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/7250206434768584627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/7250206434768584627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-rose.html' title='&quot;Like A Rose&quot;'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-882279693051836765</id><published>2009-02-27T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:50:22.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"To My Love"</title><content type='html'>I love you more and more with&lt;br /&gt;Each day passing. &lt;br /&gt;And it eases me to know that as tomorrow approaches, &lt;br /&gt;That I will love you more than yesterday and &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be more than today. &lt;br /&gt;My love for you cannot be measured by words &lt;br /&gt;Alone as "love" does not fully express &lt;br /&gt;My true feelings for you. &lt;br /&gt;When I think of our love it reminds me &lt;br /&gt;Of the miracles of life that only God can produce. &lt;br /&gt;Like the beautiful sunsets and sounds of &lt;br /&gt;Mother Nature that soothe our hearts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SajQfJrVHoI/AAAAAAAACuU/fqsvaw54qOQ/s1600-h/rose_1_bg_030703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SajQfJrVHoI/AAAAAAAACuU/fqsvaw54qOQ/s320/rose_1_bg_030703.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307721394448309890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And remind us of something bigger &lt;br /&gt;Than we can imagine, &lt;br /&gt;Where two hearts can intertwine &lt;br /&gt;And become one.&lt;br /&gt;Like two birds in love that fly in harmony &lt;br /&gt;And appear to dance with the grace &lt;br /&gt;Of Gene Kelly and the innocence of a child. &lt;br /&gt;You and only you have given me so much hope &lt;br /&gt;And have made me realize the true meaning of life. &lt;br /&gt;The true meaning of how a man should treat a woman &lt;br /&gt;And the true wonders of why we are here. &lt;br /&gt;My love, please accept my heart as your own &lt;br /&gt;And listen to the rhythm of two hearts beating as one. &lt;br /&gt;This is my will and my reason to live, &lt;br /&gt;For without you I would crumble to dust. &lt;br /&gt;I now know that dreams of that one true soul mate &lt;br /&gt;Are truly real and until now were only a fairy tale. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for giving me the opportunity to realize &lt;br /&gt;That not only is there a God, &lt;br /&gt;But he works in so many&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-882279693051836765?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/882279693051836765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/882279693051836765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/882279693051836765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-my-love.html' title='&quot;To My Love&quot;'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SajQfJrVHoI/AAAAAAAACuU/fqsvaw54qOQ/s72-c/rose_1_bg_030703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-217158771727490251</id><published>2009-02-25T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:57:51.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love &amp; Honesty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaW-EUefGzI/AAAAAAAACjc/2I1fVcV2UF0/s1600-h/1865482908_20b890274b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaW-EUefGzI/AAAAAAAACjc/2I1fVcV2UF0/s320/1865482908_20b890274b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306856717351328562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship, any relationship, complete honesty is always needed. In fact, honesty should be part of the relationship foundation. The principle behind it is that basically, no one likes being lied to, and if a relationship is to flourish, it should not be peppered with lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying with words is simple enough to pull off but easy enough to detect. No matter how smooth and suave the lie has been delivered, we all have an innate sense of knowing that we were lied to. Just feeling that we have been deceived already hurts, regardless of whether it was done deliberately or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is another form of lying that is more dangerous than lying with words. It is called emotional dishonesty. There are times that you like the guy so much that you would do anything to keep him with you. You would change your manner of speaking, the way you dress, the way you wear your hair, your personal routine, everything about you, just to please him. In effect, you are lying to yourself by not staying true to your own identity, and you are lying to him as well for showing him a different person than who you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaW-geWZLVI/AAAAAAAACjk/JJxKZH793iU/s1600-h/lovetips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaW-geWZLVI/AAAAAAAACjk/JJxKZH793iU/s320/lovetips.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306857201038077266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the end, the truth shall come out. You are not only in danger of losing him when the truth behind the lies is finally revealed, but you would also lose yourself in the process. Losing yourself is one of the worst possible outcomes in the end of a relationship; sometimes, it is hard to regain the sense of who you truly are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us have our own stories to tell, stories of how we have loved someone and did everything we can to keep him with us, to make him stay as long as possible. I was once in love with someone. We were engaged for three years, and my entire world revolved around him. We are both sticklers to schedules, but I always find myself changing my own schedule to work around his, even if it annoyed me so much and it got me working late just to meet deadlines. We didn't live together, so if he had to go on business trips that would take months, I would patiently wait for his return, even if he has this irritating habit of not calling regularly or even sending me email. If he asked me to wear a particular type of skirt, I would gladly comply. I even had my hair cut short when he asked me to, even when I love wearing my hair long. I did that all willingly because I thought I loved him and wanted so much to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaW-wQDdWhI/AAAAAAAACjs/YBYLsUvDY_Q/s1600-h/IG1264~In-Truth-There-Is-Love-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaW-wQDdWhI/AAAAAAAACjs/YBYLsUvDY_Q/s320/IG1264~In-Truth-There-Is-Love-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306857472078469650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But one day, I looked at myself hard at the mirror and saw a stranger looking back at me. Oh, the person the mirror reflects back at me is me, alright, but she is only a shell of what I used to be. And it made me very unhappy. In the end, I began to realize that this is not what I wanted for myself, and that the person he loved is not really me. So I returned my engagement ring, and we went our separate ways, bringing the farce to a sour end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Whitney Houston once sang a long time ago, Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all. Love for your own self is something you should never compromise in a relationship. To deny this is to hide your face behind a mask, making the relationship nothing but a charade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-217158771727490251?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/217158771727490251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-honesty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/217158771727490251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/217158771727490251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-honesty.html' title='Love &amp; Honesty'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaW-EUefGzI/AAAAAAAACjc/2I1fVcV2UF0/s72-c/1865482908_20b890274b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1163321457739702712.post-128935732850296546</id><published>2009-01-24T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:10:03.490-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>"DAIZY MEDHI - Tle Love of My Life"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtvhoFOASI/AAAAAAAACcg/Nxlgl8Fm_EU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtvhoFOASI/AAAAAAAACcg/Nxlgl8Fm_EU/s200/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294948410389823778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know Daizy how to make you understand.... &lt;br /&gt;How to make you feel what is right and what is wrong.... &lt;br /&gt;I was always looking for the perfect day.... &lt;br /&gt;Why it's taking time for you to feel.... &lt;br /&gt;The love that I have for you.... &lt;br /&gt;Why don't you understand Daizy.... &lt;br /&gt;I love you more than thee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtuzuW2IdI/AAAAAAAACcY/0yxXbcuS64k/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtuzuW2IdI/AAAAAAAACcY/0yxXbcuS64k/s200/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294947621800387026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najanu Kolija tumak moi kenekoi je bujam....&lt;br /&gt;Moi tumak bhal he paichilu....&lt;br /&gt;Tumi muk ki disa aiya....&lt;br /&gt;Alop buja nijoku and muku....&lt;br /&gt;Moi tumak bhal pau nischartho hoi....&lt;br /&gt;Tumak bicharu aeta logori buli jobonor....&lt;br /&gt;Tumi tu mut koiu besi buja na....&lt;br /&gt;Aiya tentai ki ho ase....&lt;br /&gt;Tumak moi kiyoo bujabooo nuwaru....&lt;br /&gt;Sokolu kotha tumi ji suna ba dekha....&lt;br /&gt;Sosha nohoi....&lt;br /&gt;Alop bhabhiba nijokee aru muku....&lt;br /&gt;Tumak moi ketau tumar cehera chai bhal pua nai....&lt;br /&gt;Amar hoichil manor milon na....&lt;br /&gt;Tumi nijai muk dekhila aru chala....&lt;br /&gt;Muki tumi accept korila....&lt;br /&gt;Nijai nijor monoree....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtyEGMLsWI/AAAAAAAACco/aV67C2JGv8A/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtyEGMLsWI/AAAAAAAACco/aV67C2JGv8A/s320/10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294951201610903906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtyop-jCOI/AAAAAAAACcw/3y1-JxDG7M0/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtyop-jCOI/AAAAAAAACcw/3y1-JxDG7M0/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294951829692680418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never really knew you&lt;br /&gt;You were just another friend&lt;br /&gt;But when I got to know you,&lt;br /&gt;I let my heart unbend.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help past memories&lt;br /&gt;that would only make me cry&lt;br /&gt;I had to forget my first love&lt;br /&gt;and give love another try&lt;br /&gt;So I've fallen in love with you&lt;br /&gt;and I'll never let you go&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than anyone&lt;br /&gt;I just had to let you know&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever wonder why&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'll say&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never stop loving you&lt;br /&gt;each and every day&lt;br /&gt;My feelings for you will never change&lt;br /&gt;Just know my feelings are true&lt;br /&gt;Just remember one thing&lt;br /&gt;I Love You! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;::Putu Maina::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtzrRnwVSI/AAAAAAAACc4/coe6-SAVeWM/s1600-h/1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtzrRnwVSI/AAAAAAAACc4/coe6-SAVeWM/s320/1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294952974205867298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU, MISS YOU, NEED YOU&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you more than all the stars in the sky. &lt;br /&gt;I love you more as each moment passes us by. &lt;br /&gt;I love you more with every breath I take. &lt;br /&gt;I love you more with each promise we make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you like a flower needs the rain. &lt;br /&gt;I need you for you can wash away my pain. &lt;br /&gt;I need you more each day &lt;br /&gt;I need you for you are so wonderful, in every single way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you more than ever now. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you because I really need you somehow. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you and your touch. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you for to me, you mean so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to caress my lips the way you always do. &lt;br /&gt;I want you to look into my eyes and see my love for you. &lt;br /&gt;I want you to hold me close to your heart. &lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I love you, need you, miss you, and want you &lt;br /&gt;And I have for every single moment, right from the start. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;::Putu Maina::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXt0cEvYPeI/AAAAAAAACdA/x8osb2ZjyS8/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXt0cEvYPeI/AAAAAAAACdA/x8osb2ZjyS8/s200/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294953812561772002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alop tu amar bhal din bur manot pelua....&lt;br /&gt;Alop tu muk buja....&lt;br /&gt;Alop tu nijok buja....&lt;br /&gt;Alop tu pithibi khon chuwa....&lt;br /&gt;Alop tu pithibi khon buja....&lt;br /&gt;Alop tu nijor surrounding buja....&lt;br /&gt;Alop tu mur marom bujs....&lt;br /&gt;Alop tu buja....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maina O moi tumar logot&lt;br /&gt;ketau anay kora nai....&lt;br /&gt;Moi tumak khali bhal paichilu....&lt;br /&gt;Aji tumi muk hahisa....&lt;br /&gt;Kailee tumak pithibiyee hahibo....&lt;br /&gt;Tumi bujiba kintu ketiya....&lt;br /&gt;I dunno....&lt;br /&gt;Moi bicharu tumi buja sunkale....&lt;br /&gt;Aeta laughing stock jatein hoi nopora....&lt;br /&gt;Pls Daizy buja, pls bujs, pls bujs....&lt;br /&gt;Moi tumak log korim sunkalee....&lt;br /&gt;Sunkalee....&lt;br /&gt;Bahut kotha thik koriboo ase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXt1WDCbwnI/AAAAAAAACdI/7-vTDbQQKjM/s1600-h/2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXt1WDCbwnI/AAAAAAAACdI/7-vTDbQQKjM/s320/2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294954808537236082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nijokee sodai bhal koi rakhiba....&lt;br /&gt;N don't feel lonely....&lt;br /&gt;Moi moriu tumar logot thakim bhoot hoi....&lt;br /&gt;Chinta nokoriba....&lt;br /&gt;Bhal bhoot hoi....&lt;br /&gt;Tumak care kori....&lt;br /&gt;Luv You alwaz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXt2mRwwd7I/AAAAAAAACdQ/cHyeBRPv-Ik/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXt2mRwwd7I/AAAAAAAACdQ/cHyeBRPv-Ik/s320/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294956186879162290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LET ME LOVE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, what can I do to let you know my heart is for real, &lt;br /&gt;Sitting at the beach only the stars could tell you, &lt;br /&gt;Let me love you for no reason, for no return, &lt;br /&gt;Swinging with the waves of ocean, oh, who am I speaking to; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what can I do to let you know how much I feel for you, &lt;br /&gt;Wishing to the clouds let me see the moon, &lt;br /&gt;Let me love you for no reason, for no return, &lt;br /&gt;Shivering in the wind, oh, where are you; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me love you, oh, let me love you, &lt;br /&gt;Not for my loneliness but for you, &lt;br /&gt;Let me love you, oh, let me love you, &lt;br /&gt;I whispering in my heart, oh god, let me love you... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;::Putu Maina::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISSING YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I sit in my dark room lit only by a stray moonlight ray, &lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the quiet darkness after a long hard day. &lt;br /&gt;I can hear the rain as it falls from the sky to the ground, &lt;br /&gt;And feel the sadness in my heart that you're not around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling, I wish I could explain how I feel without you. &lt;br /&gt;An empty shell with a desire that goes all the way through &lt;br /&gt;Like the man whose life is without meaning or reward &lt;br /&gt;For you are the center and are all that puts it into accord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am away from you my soul hurts with an ache &lt;br /&gt;There's no way that I can be happy, I can not even fake. &lt;br /&gt;For you are my everything and all that keeps me going &lt;br /&gt;More I am away from you, the more I feel it growing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're with me, I feel so special each and every time &lt;br /&gt;So wonderful that if any better, then it would be a crime &lt;br /&gt;I know that you have other friends that force you to decide &lt;br /&gt;But you never make me feel guilty, intruding or put aside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I feel from you is that I am your number one &lt;br /&gt;It makes me smile cause I am the earth to your sun &lt;br /&gt;You are the center with your sparkling eyes and smile &lt;br /&gt;So when I touch you, it is like it is you and I on an isle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXt3b5xgl3I/AAAAAAAACdY/x9tMhiCXeSc/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXt3b5xgl3I/AAAAAAAACdY/x9tMhiCXeSc/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294957108152801138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much sweetie that I can't explain how much &lt;br /&gt;There is such a loneliness inside of me for your touch &lt;br /&gt;My mind cries out to be with you no matter what the cost &lt;br /&gt;Please hun, please understand that without you, I am lost &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to hold you tight in my arms until the sun rises &lt;br /&gt;To feel the warmth of your sexy body with all its surprises &lt;br /&gt;My body remembers your scent and how it drove me wild &lt;br /&gt;That scent has a passion and seduction but yet is so mild. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I kiss that neck of yours, I feel a part of me reacting &lt;br /&gt;It's a piece of me that I can not hide with any type of acting &lt;br /&gt;If you could hug me close, you would know how I feel &lt;br /&gt;You react with a smile and my heart you would steal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel your kisses on my neck as I think of your lips &lt;br /&gt;I would pull you closer with my hands on your hips &lt;br /&gt;Closer and closer to my body so there is no room between &lt;br /&gt;Feeling kiss after kiss as I lovingly caress those blue jeans &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me sweetheart, can you tell that I miss you yet? &lt;br /&gt;Can you tell that I want to be with you without regret? &lt;br /&gt;So until I am with you again and feel your warmth to mine &lt;br /&gt;I will miss you and look forward to the time when we dine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;::Putu Maina::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXvJdtFCrRI/AAAAAAAACdw/WWX_-dXma8Q/s1600-h/nature.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXvJdtFCrRI/AAAAAAAACdw/WWX_-dXma8Q/s400/nature.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295047299058281746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1163321457739702712-128935732850296546?l=daizymylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/feeds/128935732850296546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/01/daizy-medhi-tle-love-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/128935732850296546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1163321457739702712/posts/default/128935732850296546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daizymylove.blogspot.com/2009/01/daizy-medhi-tle-love-of-my-life.html' title='&quot;DAIZY MEDHI - Tle Love of My Life&quot;'/><author><name>MARCUS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01232753949849834538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SaHoK27yWjI/AAAAAAAACe0/K4N_-o5wayg/S220/sam.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_11y_hrz6J0s/SXtvhoFOASI/AAAAAAAACcg/Nxlgl8Fm_EU/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
