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The gift for you... the answered prayer for you.... Listen to our hearts beat~ as one when we are together and two yearning alone. Do you hear my love, my joy for you...about us... about the gift, for you, for me,...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/566690"><title>Do You Know who I Am?</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/566690</link><description>Now really...have you truely opened your eyes and heart~ enough to see who I am? The gift for you... the answered prayer for you.... Listen to our hearts beat~ as one when we are together and two yearning alone. Do you hear my love, my joy for you...about us... about the gift, for you, for me,...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/556374"><title>Out of Line and Charged with Murder</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/556374</link><description>Reading today's news is a bit depressing. What is this world coming to? Fanny and Freddy Mae losses are enough bad news for the day. But learning about local gangsters accidently fighting their own and litteraly killing their own brother tops the cake. It was Santa Barbara's West Side Fools...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/536372"><title>What is there to love about you?</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/536372</link><description>Everything and nothing to loose, Loving you take away my blues. It is your spirit that captures me, Your wisdom, playfulness and sensitivity... That makes you who you are, Courageous and a genuine star. So creative and full of wit, Handsome, athletic and fit, Intellegent, cultured and up to date....</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/530308"><title>Sweet Breeze</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/530308</link><description>Cool afternoon shadows swirl atop steamy springs. Soothing happiness head to toe, my feet and chilled woe. Falcon's cry awakening this continuing dream. Promises devine, Much wonder and their signs. Below the play yard's song, Where children dance and get along. Siren's yodal fades out and in,...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/529660"><title>Passing By</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/529660</link><description>Two small birds kiss way up high, Swired up into the sky. How can they come back down, Without crashing to the ground? Together they take off and soar, Hovering too long can be a boar. What to do if they sinned? Is forgiveness given by the Wind? Together they dance all alone, Can true love ever...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/524653"><title>To My Children</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/524653</link><description>Forever and for always I love you, my deers. In every possible way I can imagine. You are so precious to me, and I am so happy to be your mother. From your conceptions, pregnancies and births, We welcomed you to our world! That world was yours to flourish in, to develope into the awesome people...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/522535"><title>Valentine Muse for You!</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/522535</link><description>Hello my friend and fellow reader, Between postings we do teater. May what we think, shat we say, Be sweet, complete in every way! Blogit Family, you I treasure hearing from you, in art and leasure. All of you guys and gals, are more than just friends... you are like a magnafying lens. M y...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/522374"><title>Love Devine</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/522374</link><description>Sweethearts from the start Tender hugs warm my heart Genuine words, love refine True valentine is mine</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/522007"><title>Old Hat</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ukie7089/522007</link><description>Now I know You were always planning to go Far away where you can play with girls so fancy free alone with them without me what can I do nothing other than feel blue left alone in the dark little light naked stark last time hurt so much makes it painful to touch you without remembering when you...</description></item></rdf:RDF>