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I don't know how to love you back...&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you tell me what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to fill in your bustling busy world?&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to enlighten thou against the cold?&lt;br /&gt;Teach me again how to paint the rainbows up the skies&lt;br /&gt;To stop and dry the tears on your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tears I caused when I said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my devotion I'll try, put a smile back on thy face&lt;br /&gt;Give you loving attention with awesome grace&lt;br /&gt;And with every laughing wrinkle on thy brow&lt;br /&gt;Is a mile of contentment,I wish to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the sound of my voice soothe your weariness&lt;br /&gt;casting away those worries,and aches of emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to you in open arms,this i say...&lt;br /&gt;that no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL LOVE YOU...ALL THE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really don’t know how to love you.&lt;div 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You'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-112997515860854973</id><published>2005-10-22T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T02:59:18.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arousal.</title><content type='html'>You touch me, oh yes, yes so slow&lt;br /&gt;I start to feel mmm, a warm glow&lt;br /&gt;Your lips on my tender creamy skin&lt;br /&gt;The short stubble from your chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tease, to please, to arouse me&lt;br /&gt;Sensations building so exquisitely&lt;br /&gt;Lovely kisses so airy and light&lt;br /&gt;Causing sensuous tickling delight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers delving, caressing, arousing&lt;br /&gt;My skin has an all over tingling&lt;br /&gt;Go lingeringly on my inner thigh&lt;br /&gt;From me, small murmurings, a sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a slight movement and a touch&lt;br /&gt;From you and I quiver ever so much&lt;br /&gt;I arch my back, and urging you to me&lt;br /&gt;To feel you inside me, body to body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enter me, so tight, thrusting&lt;br /&gt;Two bodies join, two spirits soaring&lt;br /&gt;We begin to move, yes rhythmically&lt;br /&gt;At first movements are slow so slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I follow your lead, responding to you&lt;br /&gt;Building up, faster, doing as you do&lt;br /&gt;Faster, thrusting, our hips grinding&lt;br /&gt;I look up at you and see you smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m so close you whisper into my ear&lt;br /&gt;So am I ,just on the edge, nearly there&lt;br /&gt;You thrust in out, in and then you withdraw&lt;br /&gt;I beg you, fill me, fill me, give me more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thrust again, in so deep, filling me&lt;br /&gt;Filling me completely, so passionately&lt;br /&gt;As we cum, jointly almost as if we are one&lt;br /&gt;Spent now, replete, satisfied, over and done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxed now, limbs are curled, still entwined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of orgasm are still in our mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-112997515860854973?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/112997515860854973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=112997515860854973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/112997515860854973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/112997515860854973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/10/arousal.html' title='Arousal.'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111362786820489665</id><published>2005-04-15T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T22:04:28.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This ongoing endless need for the little things in life</title><content type='html'>This ongoing endless need for the little things in life ... ahhh my love I open my heart and all the little things you shall find....  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;as I sit back and try to comprehend the life of another soul, of another woman, of another heart in need of endless love ... I can’t quite take it all in ... but within what I do see, its only the simple little things this woman has grown so accustom to feeling the need or desire for ... was it me, the fairy who was sent to fill those needs ... even though we sleep the days in between ... I will be there to kiss you when your waking, to kiss you as you come and cradle you as you lie sleeping and dreaming of the day we find our secret garden ...&lt;br /&gt;and yet the fairy also sees much pain ... so much unleashed love to be given ... ahhhh if only my head could rest against you dear ... if only I could smell the scent of your skin ... the taste of your nectar and the essence of your soul ... these things we dream of how wonderful they can be ...&lt;br /&gt;But always remember this my love ... I am all the little things  ... all the little things...&lt;br /&gt;the fairy whispers to this simple woman, no my love, you have not lost the desire to love ... your only seeking an outlet for its release ... just look before you ... IT FOUND YOU willing to give and love unconditionally ... willing to listen and learn ... willing to share this part of life with you here now ... our safe secret garden .... founded on sight alone of two twin souls ... ones who meet long ago ... it was there in the garden that we first met and spoke of love ...&lt;br /&gt;yes, so exciting my love ... the thought of our next talk ... the thought of our next dream to come ... all so exciting ... as these are all the little things ... all the little things ...&lt;br /&gt;even if oceans were to come between ... it's your face that I have so loved to touch ... as this rose colored filter shades the light that passes by ... the world opens up with desire for this birth of new love ... reawaken my child ... awww and at last they have arrived in their secret garden ... oh my god how beautiful it is ... let us lay amongst the daisies and speak of love forever ...&lt;br /&gt;these times of laughter have begun to work for us my love ... lets not end it all now ... it shall be unconditionally forever ... this love that continues to grow between us, this smile I see before me ... it is this smile I wish to remain near ... do not leave me ever my dear ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111362786820489665?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111362786820489665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111362786820489665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111362786820489665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111362786820489665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-ongoing-endless-need-for-little.html' title='This ongoing endless need for the little things in life'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111362296866187061</id><published>2005-04-15T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:42:48.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever Wonder...</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder why we fall so deep in love&lt;br /&gt;It feels as though it was sent from above&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why we listen to that sad song&lt;br /&gt;Questioning ourselves if this love is wrong&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why her smile brings you bliss&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you’ll ever get that one kiss&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why her touch makes you shiver&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing she’s around even makes you quiver&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why you feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;Without her with you feel unknown&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why she’s scared to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Just to give you the chance is all she has to do&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why things seem too hard&lt;br /&gt;She’s been hurt before so she’s on guard&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why nothing matters anymore&lt;br /&gt;When you think of her your eyes start to pour&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why things don’t work out&lt;br /&gt;You find yourself alone and in a pout&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why you haven’t met a special girl&lt;br /&gt;Love seems to through you in a giant whirl&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why you make yourself so sad&lt;br /&gt;You see couples and wish it was someone you had&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder that just maybe it will come true&lt;br /&gt;You just have to patient you’ll have someone too&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder that you’re a great person inside&lt;br /&gt;Just know your someone you know you can confide&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder that your love is passionate and strong&lt;br /&gt;Just be true and you’ll find someone in not too long&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why you can be really happy&lt;br /&gt;You know you shouldn’t be one to be sappy&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder how your friends show you a great time&lt;br /&gt;You can be happy if you want to, that’s a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s someone out there who will welcome your love&lt;br /&gt;She’ll lift you up and fly you away like angels dove&lt;br /&gt;If you look at yourself you’ll see a good person inside its not a dream&lt;br /&gt;And then you’ll know the reason everyone says you’re the way you seem&lt;br /&gt;This is for anyone who feels alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111362296866187061?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111362296866187061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111362296866187061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111362296866187061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111362296866187061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/ever-wonder_15.html' title='Ever Wonder...'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111362271927813679</id><published>2005-04-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:38:39.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Stop thinking' 'bout U......</title><content type='html'>Standing' on a lonely road, beneath blue skies..&lt;br /&gt;I look ahead and see the long road ahead, &lt;br /&gt;an empty stretch of cement, rough and hard...&lt;br /&gt;I take a few steps and halt,&lt;br /&gt;My knees are trembling',&lt;br /&gt;My palms r sweaty,&lt;br /&gt;The roads r so lonely..........!&lt;br /&gt;the skies so blue....&lt;br /&gt;If only U were there, &lt;br /&gt;if only U was around ...&lt;br /&gt;And then I realize...&lt;br /&gt;I jus' can't stop thinking' 'bout u....&lt;br /&gt;Jus' can't stop thinking' bout u, honey....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk a little farther ,taken' slow faltering' steps,&lt;br /&gt;Each step reminding' me that something’s amiss,&lt;br /&gt;Something' not quite right,&lt;br /&gt;My feet don't tread the road with the confidence of a person ,&lt;br /&gt;Who's sure what and where they r,&lt;br /&gt;My mind doesn't think 'bout the thorns that prick my feet,&lt;br /&gt;An then I realize ,&lt;br /&gt;I realize Darling' that..&lt;br /&gt;I jus' can't stop thinking' 'bout u.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now my mind's wandering'&lt;br /&gt;the road looks longer and harsher, &lt;br /&gt;Even the peaceful fields look like scary dark moors to me.....&lt;br /&gt;My eyes tell a story of their own,&lt;br /&gt;They speak what my mouth refuses,&lt;br /&gt;My mouth's too busy smiling',&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow freely,&lt;br /&gt;I look up, to the heaven above ,&lt;br /&gt;An' let out a silent prayer,&lt;br /&gt;a prayer to see my love again,&lt;br /&gt;I try to concentrate on the road but....&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are to blurred to see,&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what's wrong with me,&lt;br /&gt;An' I realize....&lt;br /&gt;Love ...I jus' can't stop thinking' 'bout u.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands move mechanically to wipe away tears,&lt;br /&gt;and I trudge on that weary road alone,&lt;br /&gt;With hope in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;An' a prayer on my lips .&lt;br /&gt;to see u again,&lt;br /&gt;Coz I can't walk on life's path alone,&lt;br /&gt;I can't even step ahead without u,&lt;br /&gt;U leave me for a while and my roads become arduous and bitter for me....&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever thing of goin' away...coz....&lt;br /&gt;If u do...&lt;br /&gt;I may continue trudging' wearily on that road, &lt;br /&gt;continue loving u, continue, trying' to reach the end, continue trying'.....and maybe everything' will jus end trying' coz I can know no end and no beginning without u,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111362271927813679?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111362259654759976</id><published>2005-04-15T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:36:36.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Search Of Happiness</title><content type='html'>The grief in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Will never melt away&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I will try&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I will pray&lt;br /&gt;Happiness had died&lt;br /&gt;Or has lost its way&lt;br /&gt;As I wait in my endless fear&lt;br /&gt;For another painful day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many questions are here&lt;br /&gt;To which I’ll never find an answer&lt;br /&gt;My tear won't disappear&lt;br /&gt;It's stuck with me and my anger&lt;br /&gt;Never will it leave me&lt;br /&gt;And never will I surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you my happiness&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where you are&lt;br /&gt;Are you still next to me&lt;br /&gt;Or you ran away so far&lt;br /&gt;Give me a decent reason&lt;br /&gt;Why do you keep on hiding&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of my confusion&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of too much searching&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop looking&lt;br /&gt;Till I figure out where you've been&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be hoping&lt;br /&gt;That one day you'll return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might search for something, when it is very near to them, other might think they have something, when it’s not really with them, anyways...don't bother searching too much, what’s meant to be will always find a way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111362259654759976?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111362259654759976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111362259654759976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111362259654759976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111362259654759976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/search-of-happiness.html' title='A Search Of Happiness'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111356099032000993</id><published>2005-04-15T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T03:29:50.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU</title><content type='html'>You’re in my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;So many of my thoughts are of you.&lt;br /&gt;Each night when the world is quiet and still&lt;br /&gt;your smile and the wonderful memories&lt;br /&gt;we have shared, crowd my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day, as I go about my daily routine&lt;br /&gt;you slip gently into my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;and make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you are doing, &lt;br /&gt;Trust that everything is going well&lt;br /&gt;and hope that you miss me too.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be apart&lt;br /&gt;because I care, but please know that&lt;br /&gt;you are an important part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we can't be together&lt;br /&gt;we are together&lt;br /&gt;in our memories and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;I am here with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;looking ahead to that time&lt;br /&gt;that you and I will meet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111356099032000993?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111356099032000993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111356099032000993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111356099032000993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111356099032000993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/you.html' title='YOU'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111355988378327731</id><published>2005-04-15T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T03:11:23.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Far Away Love</title><content type='html'>When I lay in bed at night, I hold my pillow very tight.&lt;br /&gt;For every second that goes by, wishing you could see my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I catch myself starring into space, whishing I could see your face.&lt;br /&gt;For the thought of you makes me shiver, and to be that close to you would make my body quiver.&lt;br /&gt;For a feeling this deep, should be the one we could keep.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting that touch from you is so strong, how can these feelings be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So I lay there dreaming of you, whishing you only knew how very much I want to be touching you. &lt;br /&gt;I walk on the beach and look up at the stars, knowing you are so very far.&lt;br /&gt;So a far away love should never be measured.&lt;br /&gt;Cause with you in my life I have a treasure.&lt;br /&gt;For all the loves, that can never be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111355988378327731?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111355988378327731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111355988378327731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111355988378327731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111355988378327731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/far-away-love.html' title='A Far Away Love'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111355980333065506</id><published>2005-04-15T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T03:10:03.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Longing For You</title><content type='html'>Planted was a seed in my mind &lt;br /&gt;That one day I would claim you as mine. &lt;br /&gt;From where this seed came I do not know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I long to taste your tender kiss, &lt;br /&gt;And to have my name whispered from your sweet lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to touch, taste and smell your skin— &lt;br /&gt;To caress it softly, and take it all in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love has lifted me to regions unknown, &lt;br /&gt;Yet I am completely at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more with each passing day— &lt;br /&gt;I love you in every way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for our lives to collide, &lt;br /&gt;To hold you and awaken at your side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be praying for the days to turn fast, &lt;br /&gt;So again I may see my love, at last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, believe in your heart there is someone who cares, &lt;br /&gt;Whose love for you will never wear, &lt;br /&gt;Who'll adore you forever and unconditionally; &lt;br /&gt;And that someone who loves you &lt;br /&gt;Is me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111355980333065506?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111295461355507922</id><published>2005-04-08T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T03:03:33.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Have My Heart</title><content type='html'>I had no clue it was going happen, not even from the start&lt;br /&gt;before I knew it you had my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when love took over, but it did.&lt;br /&gt;That I can't undo. My feelings have grown so deep, so true,&lt;br /&gt;I want nobody else, but only you.&lt;br /&gt;That first night together, just lying next to you,&lt;br /&gt;hoping that if you only knew.&lt;br /&gt;that sweet embrace I gave with such love and devotion,&lt;br /&gt;Looking deep within your eyes desiring your ocean.&lt;br /&gt;Our time together just came and went.&lt;br /&gt;Just watching you walk away was a hard event.&lt;br /&gt;From driving home and to this day, you've had my heart in every way.&lt;br /&gt;Even now your cologne still lingers on my pillow,&lt;br /&gt;As I slumber and dream a little.&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart, I want you to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I just know .. It will never be that way.&lt;br /&gt;You have my heart, I gave it to you.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what you will do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111295461355507922?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111295461355507922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111295461355507922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111295461355507922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111295461355507922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-have-my-heart.html' title='You Have My Heart'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111294495195364499</id><published>2005-04-08T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T00:22:31.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Forbidden Love</title><content type='html'>Like a flower, not yet open to all the beauties nature holds,&lt;br /&gt;so is my love for you.&lt;br /&gt;It hides behind a twinkle in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;sparkling like fresh morning dew.&lt;br /&gt;A forbidden love, that's what Ive named it&lt;br /&gt;because of the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of quality time, heart-to-heart conversations&lt;br /&gt;a couple of quick glances.&lt;br /&gt;Your attractiveness, your personality&lt;br /&gt;the way you show you care.&lt;br /&gt;I've developed a few special feelings for you&lt;br /&gt;but to let you know, id never dare.&lt;br /&gt;I get excited when you come near.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you've got my heart in a clutch.&lt;br /&gt;I cant help feeling tingly inside&lt;br /&gt;and trembling at your touch.&lt;br /&gt;My love for you has got a hold on me&lt;br /&gt;that no other person can break through.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe in another day and time,&lt;br /&gt;"we" could be understood as me and you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111294495195364499?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111294495195364499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111294495195364499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111294495195364499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111294495195364499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/forbidden-love.html' title='A Forbidden Love'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111294488660628358</id><published>2005-04-08T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T00:21:26.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Imagination</title><content type='html'>Tonight, Tonight, Tonight, &lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to hold you tight.&lt;br /&gt;You are not here with me.&lt;br /&gt;But it is crystal clear&lt;br /&gt;that we will be&lt;br /&gt;in heaven once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies will be one.&lt;br /&gt;Our voices breathless&lt;br /&gt;from having so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;I shiver &lt;br /&gt;just thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;Your promising words&lt;br /&gt;on the screen, &lt;br /&gt;making me look forward to&lt;br /&gt;the time when the phone will ring.&lt;br /&gt;Until this moment I sing&lt;br /&gt;the never ending&lt;br /&gt;Song of desire, &lt;br /&gt;Come on, &lt;br /&gt;Light My Fire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111294488660628358?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111294488660628358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111294488660628358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111294488660628358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111294488660628358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/beautiful-imagination.html' title='A Beautiful Imagination'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111294450598097130</id><published>2005-04-08T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T00:15:05.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cyber Kiss</title><content type='html'>A Cyber Kiss.. I give to you with feelings from the heart so warm and true.&lt;br /&gt;A Cyber Kiss.. I want you to have for you make me smile when times seem bad.&lt;br /&gt;A Cyber Kiss.. I blow your way you see for its you who I think of with each passing day.&lt;br /&gt;A Cyber Kiss.. Is yours my love because amore your all that I dream of.&lt;br /&gt;A Cyber Kiss for ever more oh, my love...So much love for you in my heart I will store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111294450598097130?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111294450598097130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111294450598097130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111294450598097130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111294450598097130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/cyber-kiss.html' title='A Cyber Kiss'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111286644294170589</id><published>2005-04-07T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:34:02.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNCONDITIONAL LOVE</title><content type='html'>A treasure to be cherished,&lt;br /&gt;A gift from God above;&lt;br /&gt;Is the beauty of a friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Touched by unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love that asks no questions,&lt;br /&gt;Believes in all the best;&lt;br /&gt;Never doubting, ever trusting,&lt;br /&gt;Withstanding any test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love that weathers any storm,&lt;br /&gt;And yet that love still stands;&lt;br /&gt;Through the very darkest hour,&lt;br /&gt;It still reaches out a hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in that hand the sweetest gift,&lt;br /&gt;That you can give a friend;&lt;br /&gt;A heart that cares, a love that shares,&lt;br /&gt;That will be there till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A treasure to be cherished,&lt;br /&gt;A gift from God above;&lt;br /&gt;Is what I share with you my friend,&lt;br /&gt;An unconditional love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111286644294170589?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111286644294170589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111286644294170589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286644294170589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286644294170589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/unconditional-love.html' title='UNCONDITIONAL LOVE'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111286638443354992</id><published>2005-04-07T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:33:04.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A CALL FOR HAPPINESS</title><content type='html'>AS I SIT AND PRAY JUST HOPING GOD WILL LISTEN TOO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY, I WONDER IS HE REALLY THERE OR IS IT HE JUST DONT CARE. I DONT ASK FOR MONEY, GIFTS OR ANYTHING LIKE THAT; JUST FOR HAPPINESS AND I DIDN’T THINK THAT IT WAS TO MUCH TO ASK.MY LIFE IS FILLED WITH SADNESS THAT JUST WONT PASS; ALTHOUGH I WAIT PATIENT I DONT KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER I CAN LAST; THE PAIN HURTS DEEP DOWN INSIDE AND THE LONGER IT LINGERS I FEEL AS THOUGH IM GONNA DIE OH GOD I ASK ONE MORE TIME, PLEASE BLESS ME WITH THE HAPPINESS I NEED TOO SURVIVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111286638443354992?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111286638443354992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111286638443354992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286638443354992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286638443354992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/call-for-happiness.html' title='A CALL FOR HAPPINESS'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111286634608616348</id><published>2005-04-07T02:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:32:26.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Feeling</title><content type='html'>A feeling so deep, a feeling so pure&lt;br /&gt;A feeling of comfort, feeling secure&lt;br /&gt;Feeling special, a feeling of goodness&lt;br /&gt;A feeling of care, a feeling of trueness&lt;br /&gt;So close so near so much love we share&lt;br /&gt;A feeling of emptiness if you weren't here&lt;br /&gt;Do not ever want to let this feeling I feel go&lt;br /&gt;Let this be something I’ll forever know&lt;br /&gt;What would I feel without you&lt;br /&gt;Like I’m in a dark place all lonely&lt;br /&gt;In a cold cold room, with no one to hold me&lt;br /&gt;But while I’m with you&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I’m in paradise&lt;br /&gt;Your everything I want&lt;br /&gt;I never want to leave this place&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going even front&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel good with all that you do&lt;br /&gt;I feel LOVED when I’m with you.&lt;br /&gt;This poem is to my heart, u know who u are Shy. I care for u deeply and I always will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111286634608616348?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111286634608616348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111286634608616348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286634608616348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286634608616348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/feeling.html' title='A Feeling'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111286630412198894</id><published>2005-04-07T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:31:44.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hope For Joy</title><content type='html'>Without a hope&lt;br /&gt;A joy of life&lt;br /&gt;A laughter&lt;br /&gt;to light up my days&lt;br /&gt;I begin to sign.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;All the tears of sorrows&lt;br /&gt;All the hurts&lt;br /&gt;I begin to cry.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An empty heart&lt;br /&gt;A lonely soul&lt;br /&gt;I begin to pray&lt;br /&gt;To have hope&lt;br /&gt;To have love&lt;br /&gt;And to have a peace of mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment of time&lt;br /&gt;A time to share&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning&lt;br /&gt;Herr’s loving and kind&lt;br /&gt;That she will care&lt;br /&gt;With all her might&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling with happiness&lt;br /&gt;Promise of lasting love&lt;br /&gt;And to become as one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111286630412198894?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111286630412198894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111286630412198894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286630412198894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286630412198894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/hope-for-joy.html' title='A Hope For Joy'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111286626752851822</id><published>2005-04-07T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:31:07.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A memory A whisper</title><content type='html'>Do I haunt your dreams?&lt;br /&gt;Hear me laugh and sing?&lt;br /&gt;Does it fade away, into&lt;br /&gt;A memory and a whisper?&lt;br /&gt;Look and you may see.&lt;br /&gt;A haunting clint of me.&lt;br /&gt;Looking from behind the tree.&lt;br /&gt;Running down your street.&lt;br /&gt;Think and you may recall.&lt;br /&gt;Listen and you may hear.&lt;br /&gt;A memory and a whisper.&lt;br /&gt;Make this life real.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you feel.&lt;br /&gt;Send it on the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;The wind will float it to me.&lt;br /&gt;For tonight I know.&lt;br /&gt;Under the moon glow.&lt;br /&gt;Everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;Is plainly seen.&lt;br /&gt;A memory and A whisper.&lt;br /&gt;Of you and me.&lt;br /&gt;Listen and you will hear.&lt;br /&gt;Think and recall the memory.&lt;br /&gt;Do I haunt your dreams?&lt;br /&gt;Do I haunt your life?&lt;br /&gt;I know its true....&lt;br /&gt;Memory and a whisper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111286626752851822?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111286626752851822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111286626752851822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286626752851822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286626752851822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/memory-whisper.html' title='A memory A whisper'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111286622854976783</id><published>2005-04-07T02:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:30:28.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Me &amp; You</title><content type='html'>Between me and you is something unique and special&lt;br /&gt;A friendship and relationship that could last a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Between me and you&lt;br /&gt;We are nothing like any other couple&lt;br /&gt;To me you are my friend, my love, my partner&lt;br /&gt;You hold the most unique qualities&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside and outside&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel animate&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a person&lt;br /&gt;Between me and you&lt;br /&gt;There are no lies or secrets&lt;br /&gt;Just the truth and honesty&lt;br /&gt;Our love holds truth, respect and communication&lt;br /&gt;Without one, we would not be us&lt;br /&gt;Between me and you&lt;br /&gt;Lies something special&lt;br /&gt;Personality, support, love and friendship&lt;br /&gt;Between me and you&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;Through all the good and bad&lt;br /&gt;My heart lies within you&lt;br /&gt;That is between me and you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111286622854976783?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111286622854976783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111286622854976783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286622854976783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286622854976783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/between-me-you.html' title='Between Me &amp; You'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111286619072221550</id><published>2005-04-07T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:29:50.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Stop thinking' 'bout U......</title><content type='html'>Standing' on a lonely road, beneath blue skies..&lt;br /&gt;I look ahead and see the long road ahead,&lt;br /&gt;an empty stretch of cement, rough and hard...&lt;br /&gt;I take a few steps and halt,&lt;br /&gt;My knees are trembling',&lt;br /&gt;My palms r sweaty,&lt;br /&gt;The roads r so lonely..........!&lt;br /&gt;the skies so blue....&lt;br /&gt;If only U were there,&lt;br /&gt;if only U was around ...&lt;br /&gt;And then I realize...&lt;br /&gt;I jus' can't stop thinking' 'bout u....&lt;br /&gt;Jus' can't stop thinking' bout u, honey....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk a little farther ,taken' slow faltering' steps,&lt;br /&gt;Each step reminding' me that something’s amiss,&lt;br /&gt;Something' not quite right,&lt;br /&gt;My feet don't tread the road with the confidence of a person ,&lt;br /&gt;Who's sure what and where they r,&lt;br /&gt;My mind doesn't think 'bout the thorns that prick my feet,&lt;br /&gt;An then I realize ,&lt;br /&gt;I realize Darling' that..&lt;br /&gt;I jus' can't stop thinking' 'bout u.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now my mind's wandering'&lt;br /&gt;the road looks longer and harsher,&lt;br /&gt;Even the peaceful fields look like scary dark moors to me.....&lt;br /&gt;My eyes tell a story of their own,&lt;br /&gt;They speak what my mouth refuses,&lt;br /&gt;My mouth's too busy smiling',&lt;br /&gt;Tears flow freely,&lt;br /&gt;I look up, to the heaven above ,&lt;br /&gt;An' let out a silent prayer,&lt;br /&gt;a prayer to see my love again,&lt;br /&gt;I try to concentrate on the road but....&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are to blurred to see,&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what's wrong with me,&lt;br /&gt;An' I realize....&lt;br /&gt;Love ...I jus' can't stop thinking' 'bout u.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands move mechanically to wipe away tears,&lt;br /&gt;and I trudge on that weary road alone,&lt;br /&gt;With hope in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;An' a prayer on my lips .&lt;br /&gt;to see u again,&lt;br /&gt;Coz I can't walk on life's path alone,&lt;br /&gt;I can't even step ahead without u,&lt;br /&gt;U leave me for a while and my roads become arduous and bitter for me....&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever thing of goin' away...coz....&lt;br /&gt;If u do...&lt;br /&gt;I may continue trudging' wearily on that road,&lt;br /&gt;continue loving u, continue, trying' to reach the end, continue trying'.....and maybe everything' will jus end trying' coz I can know no end and no beginning without u,&lt;br /&gt;An' I can never get your loving' out of my mind...coz honey...&lt;br /&gt;I JUS" CAN'T STOP THINKIN''BOUT U...........!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111286619072221550?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111286619072221550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111286619072221550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286619072221550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286619072221550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/cant-stop-thinking-bout-u.html' title='Can&apos;t Stop thinking&apos; &apos;bout U......'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111286568922301061</id><published>2005-04-07T02:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:21:29.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing Destiny</title><content type='html'>To become the person you are truly meant to be&lt;br /&gt;You must be subjected to life’s trials and tribulations&lt;br /&gt;Stumbling along the way&lt;br /&gt;Experiencing love and heartache&lt;br /&gt;To appreciate all that you had&lt;br /&gt;And that of which you have yet to attain&lt;br /&gt;Never allowing life’s lessons to shatter your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Embracing Destiny&lt;br /&gt;When fate throws you a curve and it’s not within your master plan&lt;br /&gt;Heave it back&lt;br /&gt;It is within each of us to determine what is desirable for us individually&lt;br /&gt;Life and love is meant to be cherished&lt;br /&gt;Sharing with all those you adore&lt;br /&gt;Whether you choose to forge your path alone&lt;br /&gt;Or hand in hand with person of choice&lt;br /&gt;Doing it with enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;Is truly paramount&lt;br /&gt;Live your life to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;As if it were your last day of mortality&lt;br /&gt;For each day is truly a precious gift&lt;br /&gt;Fear not the unknown&lt;br /&gt;Embrace Destiny and make it your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111286568922301061?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111286568922301061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111286568922301061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286568922301061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11989287/posts/default/111286568922301061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/2005/04/embracing-destiny.html' title='Embracing Destiny'/><author><name>billinc</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08935137242673748663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/billinc/billinc.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11989287.post-111286564488311327</id><published>2005-04-07T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T02:20:44.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>My emotions run wild when I think of what might be.&lt;br /&gt;Walking beside you at the edge of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Looking towards the horizon and not saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing my thoughts of you will always be heard.&lt;br /&gt;The touch of our lips so passionate yet so sweet&lt;br /&gt;The closeness of our bodies giving off heat.&lt;br /&gt;A happiness now, that was thought to be lost.&lt;br /&gt;Together we'll make it, but at what cost?.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is now yours, treasure it with utmost care.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do the same for you and always be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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wonder why things seem too hard&lt;br /&gt;She’s been hurt before so she’s on guard&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why nothing matters anymore&lt;br /&gt;When you think of her your eyes start to pour&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why things don’t work out&lt;br /&gt;You find yourself alone and in a pout&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why you haven’t met a special girl&lt;br /&gt;Love seems to through you in a giant whirl&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why you make yourself so sad&lt;br /&gt;You see couples and wish it was someone you had&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder that just maybe it will come true&lt;br /&gt;You just have to patient you’ll have someone too&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder that you’re a great person inside&lt;br /&gt;Just know your someone you know you can confide&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder that your love is passionate and strong&lt;br /&gt;Just be true and you’ll find someone in not too long&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why you can be really happy&lt;br /&gt;You know you shouldn’t be one to be sappy&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder how your friends show you a great time&lt;br /&gt;You can be happy if you want to, that’s a sign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s someone out there who will welcome your love&lt;br /&gt;She’ll lift you up and fly you away like angels dove&lt;br /&gt;If you look at yourself you’ll see a good person inside its not a dream&lt;br /&gt;And then you’ll know the reason everyone says you’re the way you seem&lt;br /&gt;This is for anyone who feels alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11989287-111286560580835294?l=billinc1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billinc1.blogspot.com/feeds/111286560580835294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11989287&amp;postID=111286560580835294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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