<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-6438469341740879072</id><updated>2024-09-10T20:11:30.955-07:00</updated><category term="shayari"/><title type='text'>Super Fun loving Entertainment Tools</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-7735426798773809144</id><published>2010-07-23T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T05:19:00.761-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shayari"/><title type='text'>english poetry</title><content type='html'>Break my heart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Break my heart&lt;br /&gt;
destroy my soul&lt;br /&gt;
and&lt;br /&gt;
leave me crying&lt;br /&gt;
i’d still love you&lt;br /&gt;
and&lt;br /&gt;
i won’t expect you to&lt;br /&gt;
love me in return …</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/7735426798773809144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/7735426798773809144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/7735426798773809144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/7735426798773809144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2010/07/english-poetry.html' title='english poetry'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-5934506154101707048</id><published>2008-11-05T08:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:44:57.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;entry clear&quot;&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt; the condensation on the &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;window&lt;/span&gt; pane of your affections&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;somewhat significant-but easily wiped away by the palm of your &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;when there are &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; you don’t want to see-&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; you don’t want to have to feel&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; you are &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt; the reflection on the mirror of your heart-throw rocks at me and shatter your reality&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;scattered slivers that make you bleed and forget about your dreams, make you doubt what you’ve always wanted to believe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt; the tears that won’t fall from your dry eyes, too much pain-you’ve already tried&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and if I can’t make you whole, make you feel, then who will?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;you hide in the shadows, &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; of living life in the light                    and your fears deep inside push me away&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;don’t have to deal if i’m not there *poof* I disappear&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;out of &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt; and out of sight&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the steadfast patience of my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;, wills me to balance here-out on this weathered limb&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;waiting and hoping that just once, you will truly let me in&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/5934506154101707048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/5934506154101707048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/5934506154101707048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/5934506154101707048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-8418740328243188991</id><published>2008-11-05T08:42:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:44:19.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VAMPIRE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I hang out late at night, club to club. Looking for Mr. Right&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I m &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Beautiful&lt;/span&gt; outside, even &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;women&lt;/span&gt; cant resist&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If he sees me he’ll like me, want to talk to me, make me his &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I play the role of Ms perfect, never letting him know my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my true name&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You see&lt;br /&gt;I’m a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt; in a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt;’s &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;body&lt;/span&gt; and I continue to prey&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Looking for a man who’s looking for my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;body&lt;/span&gt; he’ll invite me over&lt;br /&gt;but beg me to stay&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ill blow his &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt; when he gets to touch me inside, he’s mine now to take&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ill suck him dry, make him cry, make him hurt, make him want to kill me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve taken all he has including his soul; I laugh as I see his pain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t feel bad because&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; who’s looking for a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;body&lt;/span&gt; another &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;body&lt;/span&gt; to suck away&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t feel bad because I’m a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; and no one knows my pain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t have to hide because they never come back&lt;br /&gt;I don’t cry because it was never about that&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt; in a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt;’s &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;body&lt;/span&gt; and I continue to prey&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So if you see me beware, I don’t care. You’re just another number.&lt;br /&gt;When I pull you inside and throw you away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You’re not the one to fuck with, you tell me. But I &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; a dare.&lt;br /&gt;Your not going out likes that! That’s what they all say.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt;, and your not here to stay.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/8418740328243188991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/8418740328243188991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/8418740328243188991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/8418740328243188991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2008/11/vampire.html' title='VAMPIRE'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-7963828421384107163</id><published>2008-11-05T08:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:42:46.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMETHING LIKE BARBIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;entry clear&quot;&gt;      &lt;p&gt;Something like &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Barbie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Show me &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Find me a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; who looks like a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Sweet&lt;/span&gt; as can be with a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;body&lt;/span&gt; of a prostitute&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let her be willing to &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;kiss&lt;/span&gt; me from head to toe. Let her give me a reason to want to live and &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Give me a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; who can think like a man, without a Lesbian bone in her soul.&lt;br /&gt;Make her young not old. Smart but not too &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She can cook or I can clean. Give me half for half. Don’t be stuck up just because your &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; tell you that you can.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Be my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Barbie&lt;/span&gt; My something like &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Barbie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Be true to me and let us both grow strong. Tell me what’s in your heart. I will give you my soul.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Talk to me about life, Liberty and the pursuit of our happiness. Which doesn’t have to be a warm gun.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tell me your future dreams and what you believe&lt;br /&gt;Try not to be too critical of me, if I should make a mistake.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Listen if I wanted another bitch I would get myself another Dog.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m just a man and not a God. This man is always trying to grow.&lt;br /&gt;Learning as I go&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ll treat you like a queen, when I get treated like a king.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The color of your skin will never really matter. Just be my something like &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Barbie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you fuck me and make me cum day or night. Rub my back or I can rub yours.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lets speak in tongs when we climax. See my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;body&lt;/span&gt; shake as I scream your name.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Could you follow me to Hell without asking why?  You see I need a trusting Partner more truly than I need a lover.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Be there for me as I would always be there for you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you be her for me? Be my something like &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Barbie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Didn’t you know ms &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Barbie&lt;/span&gt; , then you better ask somebody.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You better ask somebody&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/7963828421384107163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/7963828421384107163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/7963828421384107163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/7963828421384107163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-like-barbie.html' title='SOMETHING LIKE BARBIE'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-7823010468752719119</id><published>2008-11-05T08:41:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:42:13.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VAMPIRE 2 Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;entry clear&quot;&gt;      &lt;p&gt;Here I come and there I go. Where I flow nobody really know. Do this or try that.&lt;br /&gt;Living outside the light, cause I like it that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Give me some time and I could make you be mine. Treat me like a queen&lt;br /&gt;When I know am just a *itch&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let me see what you got, and what you’re willing to spend.&lt;br /&gt;Then I will send you on your way!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The wrong/right way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dumb chump you’ve been played. Just look at you now.&lt;br /&gt;Why do losers always go for the &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;face&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;body&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you dig deep inside you would see that am dark inside.&lt;br /&gt;Black inside.&lt;br /&gt;Greedy inside and evil inside.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here I come and there I go. Where I flow nobody really know. Do this or try that.&lt;br /&gt;Living outside the light, cause I like it that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There’s this man name Charlie whose been checking me out. He’s says he like to &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;party&lt;/span&gt; and want to show me about!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I tell you what Mister Charlie. I will do it your way. Take me out to dinner and at your place I will stay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can hit it all night, cause I will blow you away. But what you don’t know Mister Charlie is that I will&lt;br /&gt;Fade you away. Like I did the others your no different, you’re not here to stay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here I come and there I go. Where I flow nobody really know. Do this or try that.&lt;br /&gt;Living outside the light, cause I like it that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lucy, Lucy wants to get in my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;face&lt;/span&gt;. Tell’s me she wants to play while her husbands away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The undercover dyke wants to try me, buy me use me for &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt; pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;Only I’m doing the real sucking.  Sucking her life, sucking her life away!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t bring me any G-dam flowers to me thinking I’m looking for &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;. Call me the &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Vampire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause that’s what am about.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I m the &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;vampire&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt; your momma probably told you to run from.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Next time listen to what your momma says.  Don’t be fooled by my church &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt; looks.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t think your thug’s looks can intimidate me.  I’ve seen your &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;kind&lt;/span&gt; before.  Taken you type before.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What you been to jail. That nothing, am going to send you to hell.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/7823010468752719119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/7823010468752719119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/7823010468752719119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/7823010468752719119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2008/11/vampire-2-poetry.html' title='VAMPIRE 2 Poetry'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-3769016829961444718</id><published>2008-11-05T08:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:41:40.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>she dances with words</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;She dances with words,&lt;br /&gt;so not to break the underpane of glass&lt;br /&gt;that is him.&lt;br /&gt;It’s like walking on ice&lt;br /&gt;across vastly deep oceans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Afraid&lt;/span&gt; to fall into the depths&lt;br /&gt;and drown in it.&lt;br /&gt;For she has fallen through before,&lt;br /&gt;into the cold suffocation of despair.&lt;br /&gt;The drowning experience&lt;br /&gt;that had scarred her life,&lt;br /&gt;and made her &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tread there once more.&lt;br /&gt;She will eventually find her way&lt;br /&gt;back to the shore.&lt;br /&gt;To begin again and start once more.&lt;/p&gt; He had fallen through before, too.&lt;br /&gt;Now he stands on the shore&lt;br /&gt;waving his arms frantically&lt;br /&gt;and shouting to his &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So she might make it ashore to him&lt;br /&gt;and tread once more&lt;br /&gt;with him, &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;hand&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;hand&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For he knows if they fall in,&lt;br /&gt;they could save each other.&lt;br /&gt;Giving each other’s &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;breath&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;so not to suffocate and drown again.&lt;br /&gt;They could swim to the shore once more,&lt;br /&gt;unscarred and loving each other all the more</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/3769016829961444718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/3769016829961444718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/3769016829961444718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/3769016829961444718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-dances-with-words.html' title='she dances with words'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-5031469652784548192</id><published>2008-11-05T08:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:40:55.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;entry clear&quot;&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Beautiful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt; open across a pillow top,&lt;br /&gt;It seems for this &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt; time will stop,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;earth&lt;/span&gt; slows and sounds wane,&lt;br /&gt;A frozen &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt; without stain.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Your &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;body&lt;/span&gt; close to mine,&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts beat in time,&lt;br /&gt;With a &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; of simple pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt; should last &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Some say perfection is unattainable&lt;br /&gt;For most things that’s explainable,&lt;br /&gt;But in your arms and with your &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;’s affection&lt;br /&gt;I have found a brief &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt; of perfection.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/5031469652784548192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/5031469652784548192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/5031469652784548192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/5031469652784548192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2008/11/perfect-moment.html' title='A Perfect Moment'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-4442396269993608908</id><published>2008-11-05T08:39:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:40:08.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Make Me Believe</title><content type='html'>What Is There,&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt; In During &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Lasts,&lt;br /&gt;Aside From Strife,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; May Perish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt; May &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;End&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Soul&lt;/span&gt; We May Give,&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Soul&lt;/span&gt; We May Spend,&lt;br /&gt;But Our Love,&lt;br /&gt;That Eternal &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Flame&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Will Never Dim,&lt;br /&gt;Will Never Change,&lt;br /&gt;It Will &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Forever&lt;/span&gt; Last,&lt;br /&gt;When All Other Lights Leave,&lt;br /&gt;For You Light My &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You Make Me &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/4442396269993608908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/4442396269993608908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/4442396269993608908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/4442396269993608908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-make-me-believe.html' title='You Make Me Believe'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-3076687892418625203</id><published>2008-11-05T08:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:39:39.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispers in the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;entry clear&quot;&gt;      &lt;p&gt;Your whispers are gentle echoes&lt;br /&gt;that sway ardent winds of harmony&lt;br /&gt;and in the symphony of &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each word is wrapped in rhapsody.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;travel&lt;/span&gt; separate roads of &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gather flowers along the way and&lt;br /&gt;share the &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; of their fragrance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We exist between two winds,&lt;br /&gt;I here under a pale moon&lt;br /&gt;you, the other &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;end&lt;/span&gt; of somewhere.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes when &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;wind&lt;/span&gt; blows through trees&lt;br /&gt;I pause to listen and in its passing&lt;br /&gt;I hear the tenderness of your voice&lt;br /&gt;that fills the spectrum of my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;soul&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You are the chime of warm rain,&lt;br /&gt;the moon that glows through the trees&lt;br /&gt;and within the luster of evening&lt;br /&gt;your aura fills the scene.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hear the whispers of the &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the stars shine in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dance with me within the &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;wind&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;then just let me love you.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/3076687892418625203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/3076687892418625203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/3076687892418625203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/3076687892418625203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2008/11/whispers-in-wind.html' title='Whispers in the Wind'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-7873886023166934507</id><published>2008-11-05T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:38:57.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Key To My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;entry clear&quot;&gt;      &lt;h2 style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Sweet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;love poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had closed the door upon my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn’t let anyone in,&lt;br /&gt;I had trusted and loved only to be hurt&lt;br /&gt;But, that would never happen again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had locked the door and tossed the key&lt;br /&gt;As hard, and as far as I could,&lt;br /&gt;Love would never enter there again,&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; was closed for good.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then you came into my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And made me change my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought that tiny key&lt;br /&gt;was impossible to find.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That’s when you held out your hand&lt;br /&gt;And proved to me I was wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Inside your &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;palm&lt;/span&gt; was the key to my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;You had it all along.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/7873886023166934507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/7873886023166934507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/7873886023166934507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/7873886023166934507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2008/11/key-to-my-heart.html' title='Key To My Heart'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438469341740879072.post-4955579507016729335</id><published>2008-11-05T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:36:40.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Poem page 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teenage &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Love Poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s been years since we first met&lt;br /&gt;Since we looked into each other’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;Not realizing that we were meant to be together&lt;br /&gt;It’s been years since we shared our first laugh&lt;br /&gt;Our first &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we shared our first kiss&lt;br /&gt;I remember how strong your arms embraced me&lt;br /&gt;How soft you held me&lt;br /&gt;How warm and gentle you were&lt;br /&gt;I remember how passionate that first kiss was&lt;br /&gt;Now my &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; is dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;, knowing that it’s been years&lt;br /&gt;It’s been years since we first met&lt;br /&gt;And you’re still here kissing me just the same&lt;br /&gt;You’re still here holding me just the same&lt;br /&gt;What I felt for you is still the same&lt;br /&gt;It’s been years&lt;br /&gt;And that &lt;span class=&quot;st_tag internal_tag&quot;&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt; will never change&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/feeds/4955579507016729335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/6438469341740879072/4955579507016729335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/4955579507016729335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6438469341740879072/posts/default/4955579507016729335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://super-fun-tools.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-poem-page-1.html' title='Love Poem page 1'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09806457477133165804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>