<?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:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397069899256257072</id><updated>2011-05-01T20:35:43.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Emotions of the Heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617933542159970563</uri><email>anthonywatts27@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397069899256257072.post-86889885732426528</id><published>2011-05-01T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T20:35:43.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Pray</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While&amp;nbsp;you sleep at night I lay and pray.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dear God secure us with your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merciful love.&amp;nbsp; That he'll let&amp;nbsp;your mind remain at ease through the night.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you open your eyes that there&amp;nbsp;will be a smile on your face.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By all the rights, wrongs and otherwise.&amp;nbsp; We know what we've done. Will the past be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the past?&amp;nbsp; Lord I'm sorry for my wrongs.&amp;nbsp; Help me stand to be a better man.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stronger, and worthy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Father I know you understand.&amp;nbsp; She has become apart of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she still believe&amp;nbsp;in me?&amp;nbsp; I am hers!&amp;nbsp; We have a family.&amp;nbsp; A happy home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&amp;nbsp;lonely lust love no more.&amp;nbsp;God you gave me her for a reason.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul cries for her love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397069899256257072-86889885732426528?l=hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/feeds/86889885732426528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-i-pray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/86889885732426528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/86889885732426528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-i-pray.html' title='Why I Pray'/><author><name>ant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617933542159970563</uri><email>anthonywatts27@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07854427246126976801'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397069899256257072.post-2915326275041399968</id><published>2011-05-01T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:43:18.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Temptation of Love</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The temptation of love.&amp;nbsp; I can smell it. Can I taste it?&amp;nbsp; I'm kind of greedy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want all your love.&amp;nbsp; Can I handle it? Your loves just&amp;nbsp;so sweet. I'm not a diabetic.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its my medicine.&amp;nbsp; Come here sweetheart heal me.&amp;nbsp; I'm ready to be complete.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very tempted.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Oh it feels&amp;nbsp;splendid!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Just a little bit&amp;nbsp;intimidated.&amp;nbsp; Scared of something &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had.&amp;nbsp; I'm an Aries I can handle it.&amp;nbsp; As the saying goes a hard head makes for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a soft ass.&amp;nbsp;This time I prepared for it. You are my destiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397069899256257072-2915326275041399968?l=hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/feeds/2915326275041399968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/temptation-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/2915326275041399968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/2915326275041399968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/temptation-of-love.html' title='The Temptation of Love'/><author><name>ant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617933542159970563</uri><email>anthonywatts27@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07854427246126976801'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397069899256257072.post-3139016972111792102</id><published>2011-05-01T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:09:04.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy by Reason</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Happy by reason.&amp;nbsp; Not by holidays or seasons. Its just a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing my baby's voice assures that things are and will stay okay.&amp;nbsp; It's as if I have &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a permanent smile. I can smile all day.&amp;nbsp; Happy by reason.&amp;nbsp; In my world its just the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little things that mean the most.&amp;nbsp; Just the thought.&amp;nbsp; As simple as a text.&amp;nbsp; The knowledge &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of you&amp;nbsp;loving me is more than enough!&amp;nbsp; Baby you make me feel like&amp;nbsp;the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God.&amp;nbsp; I know I'm blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397069899256257072-3139016972111792102?l=hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/feeds/3139016972111792102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-by-reason.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/3139016972111792102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/3139016972111792102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-by-reason.html' title='Happy by Reason'/><author><name>ant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617933542159970563</uri><email>anthonywatts27@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07854427246126976801'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397069899256257072.post-381801362710154024</id><published>2011-05-01T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T18:43:27.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bending Knees...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Can God be the reason that I'm down on bending knees.&amp;nbsp; A prayer position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unto the father, but for you the need to be bound&amp;nbsp;everlasting. Will you&amp;nbsp;be my queen?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or can it just be that my soul is too tired of walking alone.&amp;nbsp; Blasphemed and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chastised feeling a new meaning of envy. False sense of hope.&amp;nbsp; All I ask is to be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is to be secure in loves stronghold.&amp;nbsp; It goes back to the very minute you gave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me the opportunity to embrace you in my arms.&amp;nbsp; I knew right then I was yours.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take me baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397069899256257072-381801362710154024?l=hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/feeds/381801362710154024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/bending-knees_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/381801362710154024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/381801362710154024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/bending-knees_01.html' title='Bending Knees...'/><author><name>ant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617933542159970563</uri><email>anthonywatts27@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07854427246126976801'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397069899256257072.post-3117949774253174149</id><published>2011-05-01T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T18:22:51.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undiscovered</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My mind is stuck in poverty.&amp;nbsp; The lust for things have no means.&amp;nbsp; The haves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep me strong and sane.&amp;nbsp; The have nots change wants into needs.&amp;nbsp; Can you save &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me?&amp;nbsp; Conclude my&amp;nbsp;striving wishfulness to an end. My hopes, my dreams.&amp;nbsp; When&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake will&amp;nbsp;I be lying next to you secure in loves atmosphere.&amp;nbsp; In my world I'm lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help!&amp;nbsp; Where am I?&amp;nbsp; Its so dark.&amp;nbsp; I just want to open my eyes in&amp;nbsp;serene.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free me from loneliness.&amp;nbsp; Will you rescue me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397069899256257072-3117949774253174149?l=hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/feeds/3117949774253174149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/undiscovered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/3117949774253174149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/3117949774253174149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/undiscovered.html' title='Undiscovered'/><author><name>ant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617933542159970563</uri><email>anthonywatts27@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07854427246126976801'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397069899256257072.post-1648455192953284783</id><published>2011-05-01T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T17:24:58.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need you...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As free as the water loo birds&amp;nbsp;flying distances.&amp;nbsp; Sensing the motions of life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although they soar round in circles. They're not lost. Just letting the wind grace them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;back to where&amp;nbsp;they love life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Clever are&amp;nbsp;miners, going off a strong hunch.&amp;nbsp; They &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pick a spot. Dig a plot.&amp;nbsp;Never stopping until they reap the worth of gold.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Just as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the water loo es sense of directions. We've discovered one another lingering through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's course.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I feel like those miners. &amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;know that I've struck gold!&amp;nbsp; So unique, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unbelievably pure.&amp;nbsp; The want and need for love won't let my heart go.&amp;nbsp; Baby I can't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop fate.&amp;nbsp; I need you!&amp;nbsp; I've longed to be yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397069899256257072-1648455192953284783?l=hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/feeds/1648455192953284783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-need-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/1648455192953284783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/1648455192953284783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-need-you.html' title='I need you...'/><author><name>ant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617933542159970563</uri><email>anthonywatts27@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07854427246126976801'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8397069899256257072.post-7871847236034289830</id><published>2011-05-01T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T17:29:44.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My promise to you...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For you my love. I give my all.&amp;nbsp; Love, my heart. I'm yours above all.&amp;nbsp; Is love pain or is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;pain love?&amp;nbsp; How is either understood without having&amp;nbsp;all honor of changes.&amp;nbsp; My mind, my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul!&amp;nbsp; Both are under your control.&amp;nbsp; I promise never to&amp;nbsp;mistreat you.&amp;nbsp; I promise never to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shadow your glow.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm all yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8397069899256257072-7871847236034289830?l=hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/feeds/7871847236034289830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-promise-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/7871847236034289830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8397069899256257072/posts/default/7871847236034289830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hidinemotionsofman.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-promise-to-you.html' title='My promise to you...'/><author><name>ant</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03617933542159970563</uri><email>anthonywatts27@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07854427246126976801'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>