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href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/andysplace" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="andysplace" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8HR3o-fyp7ImA9WxNTEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-6490633475511720334</id><published>2008-07-24T17:48:00.004-04:30</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:07:16.457-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-11T19:07:16.457-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>LOVE</title><content type="html">&lt;div title="VAFS" align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/aaddisonsmith/R3aZRoN7onI/AAAAAAAAEu0/yuykfzPZPd4/s288/labios-rojos.png.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your kiss&lt;br /&gt;I love your skin&lt;br /&gt;I love your passion&lt;br /&gt;around my hips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your smile&lt;br /&gt;I love your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I love your essence&lt;br /&gt;so close to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you simply&lt;br /&gt;I love you plain&lt;br /&gt;I love feeling you &lt;br /&gt;in my veins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/aaddisonsmith/R3aZRoN7onI/AAAAAAAAEu0/yuykfzPZPd4/s72-c/labios-rojos.png.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkABRXY8eip7ImA9WxZRGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-3481822746907090482</id><published>2008-02-12T22:00:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:22:34.872-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-12T23:22:34.872-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>INSIDE</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Unicorn" src="http://lh5.google.com/aaddisonsmith/RohKgWa3tXI/AAAAAAAAABs/5HXBmP-ffn8/s288/unicornio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crystal forest I keep inside&lt;br /&gt;is plenty of joy and light,&lt;br /&gt;even in the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;it has rainbow coloured shades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grantor angel of my fate&lt;br /&gt;keeps on moving feathered wings,&lt;br /&gt;sheltered memories he sings,&lt;br /&gt;reminding me is never late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying there I can truly see&lt;br /&gt;sparkler trees still&lt;br /&gt;and yet I feel the thrill&lt;br /&gt;the angel lives within me.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-3481822746907090482?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/3481822746907090482/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743307954844382649&amp;postID=3481822746907090482&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/3481822746907090482?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/3481822746907090482?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/2007/07/inside.html" title="INSIDE" /><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8ASX88fSp7ImA9WxZRGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-4707890019384948101</id><published>2008-02-12T21:58:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:24:08.175-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-12T23:24:08.175-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>WAITING</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Dark hair angel" src="http://lh6.google.com/aaddisonsmith/R1NvnR7p0SI/AAAAAAAADHM/uw9rcPVl53s/s288/darkhairangel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;hiding behind this urgency&lt;br /&gt;of the minutes you take&lt;br /&gt;to finally arrive to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;my body shivering&lt;br /&gt;for the intense touch&lt;br /&gt;your hands will bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;remembering those things&lt;br /&gt;that haven’t been yet&lt;br /&gt;those you will stamp on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;your kisses in my lips,&lt;br /&gt;your body warmth inside,&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your fingertips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;in the vicious circling&lt;br /&gt;made by you presence,&lt;br /&gt;by your soul in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;your name and your body,&lt;br /&gt;and my soul is expectant,&lt;br /&gt;my core, my hands, my lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;to come inside slowly,&lt;br /&gt;everything flowing fast&lt;br /&gt;and afterwards exploding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;inside yourself and mine&lt;br /&gt;in joy and mistakes&lt;br /&gt;as you want me to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;right behind my glance,&lt;br /&gt;right behind these eyes,&lt;br /&gt;around my broken smiles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;hiding behind this urgency&lt;br /&gt;of you inside me,&lt;br /&gt;of the taste of your lips.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-4707890019384948101?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/4707890019384948101/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743307954844382649&amp;postID=4707890019384948101&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/4707890019384948101?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/4707890019384948101?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/2007/12/waiting.html" title="WAITING" /><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4HRHw-eCp7ImA9WxZRGEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-2354167280514186580</id><published>2007-12-29T21:59:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:25:35.250-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-02-12T23:25:35.250-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>KISS</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Metallic red lips" src="http://lh5.google.com/aaddisonsmith/R3aZR4N7ooI/AAAAAAAAEu8/eKHPTrJXduU/s288/Red%20lips.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a kiss… a long and warm kiss…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moist and full of desire;&lt;br /&gt;the one you are awaiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss from my lips&lt;br /&gt;so eager of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss with touches of breeze,&lt;br /&gt;light and darkness, joy and fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss that gives name&lt;br /&gt;to all of the kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss that delights and seduces,&lt;br /&gt;that fills and invites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you imagined that kiss?&lt;br /&gt;Now, where do you want it?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-2354167280514186580?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2354167280514186580/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743307954844382649&amp;postID=2354167280514186580&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/2354167280514186580?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/2354167280514186580?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/2007/12/kiss.html" title="KISS" /><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0cNSHc5fyp7ImA9WB9bGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-5374525566319441326</id><published>2007-12-23T14:31:00.000-04:30</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:34:59.927-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-29T14:34:59.927-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>ALL</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Heart in the sun" src="http://lh6.google.com/aaddisonsmith/R3ZilIN7nrI/AAAAAAAAEj0/aIUFXZyJyNM/Love%20power.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the words&lt;br /&gt;I constantly write,&lt;br /&gt;all the caresses&lt;br /&gt;I keep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the air&lt;br /&gt;I breath in time,&lt;br /&gt;all the times&lt;br /&gt;I feel this desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I dream&lt;br /&gt;of thy lips in mine,&lt;br /&gt;with passion and joy,&lt;br /&gt;tasteful and kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I want&lt;br /&gt;to fill thy with bliss,&lt;br /&gt;lungful of air&lt;br /&gt;under the touch of my skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these words, all these times,&lt;br /&gt;can only mean I can love thee. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-5374525566319441326?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5374525566319441326/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743307954844382649&amp;postID=5374525566319441326&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/5374525566319441326?v=2" /><link rel="self" 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/><title>COWARD</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Dark angel" src="http://lh5.google.com/aaddisonsmith/R1NvnB7p0RI/AAAAAAAADHE/zBPtKgqi268/s288/darkangel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve found myself in despair&lt;br /&gt;for this thing I feel in me&lt;br /&gt;asking why is it so hard&lt;br /&gt;to show what is inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve discovered myself longing&lt;br /&gt;as I’ve never done before&lt;br /&gt;for the touch of your hands&lt;br /&gt;and just a tender embrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve told myself one day&lt;br /&gt;I’ll shut this stupid sense&lt;br /&gt;that stops me from trying&lt;br /&gt;to be a coward anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finally reach your lips&lt;br /&gt;getting lost in their taste,&lt;br /&gt;that unknown sweet kiss,&lt;br /&gt;and your deepest essence.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYGQX4yfSp7ImA9WxdSGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-1934469620971955170</id><published>2007-09-25T02:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T12:05:20.095-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-27T12:05:20.095-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>ETERNAL SKY</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Light" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/aaddisonsmith/SC-uAuVvDcI/AAAAAAAAG1g/xe4Umsd3uhw/s288/Licht.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue crystal sky&lt;br /&gt;eternal heaven&lt;br /&gt;peace and calm&lt;br /&gt;- all in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened time&lt;br /&gt;shouted heart&lt;br /&gt;belonging feeling&lt;br /&gt;- from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could only see.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-1934469620971955170?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1934469620971955170/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743307954844382649&amp;postID=1934469620971955170&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/1934469620971955170?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/1934469620971955170?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/2007/09/eternal-sky.html" title="ETERNAL SKY" /><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/aaddisonsmith/SC-uAuVvDcI/AAAAAAAAG1g/xe4Umsd3uhw/s72-c/Licht.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UAQH07cSp7ImA9WxZSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-2097145767922318887</id><published>2007-09-17T14:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:57:21.309-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-28T17:57:21.309-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>BELONGING</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Fairy" src="http://lh5.google.com/aaddisonsmith/RtphM2SnKjI/AAAAAAAACcI/VzCxOoNjlCc/s288/Fairie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could make a wish,&lt;br /&gt;the last in all my life,&lt;br /&gt;it’d be to have your lips&lt;br /&gt;at least one only time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time that would get me&lt;br /&gt;high where I belong, to be,&lt;br /&gt;hold by the gods that lie&lt;br /&gt;in ancient memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of you and me&lt;br /&gt;together, apart, in distance,&lt;br /&gt;across the deep silence&lt;br /&gt;of our confronting glances.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-2097145767922318887?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/2097145767922318887/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743307954844382649&amp;postID=2097145767922318887&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/2097145767922318887?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/2097145767922318887?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/2007/09/belonging.html" title="BELONGING" /><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUACQH08fip7ImA9WxNTEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-2468585217343190327</id><published>2007-09-03T03:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:06:01.376-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-11T19:06:01.376-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>IF YOU FAIL</title><content type="html">&lt;div title="VAFS" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="At the lake" src="http://lh3.google.com/aaddisonsmith/R1yzpR7p1CI/AAAAAAAADTU/Nwl1DKO6ZCA/s288/lago-thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you have failed to see&lt;br /&gt;with the eyes of your soul,&lt;br /&gt;my spirit could be felt around&lt;br /&gt;caring for what you may need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you have failed to hear&lt;br /&gt;my soft whispering every night,&lt;br /&gt;I am next to the magic angel’s light&lt;br /&gt;that watches you sleep and dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you ever fail to say&lt;br /&gt;the words I expect from you,&lt;br /&gt;know I will understand, though,&lt;br /&gt;may never let feelings go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you ever fail to feel&lt;br /&gt;there is something between us,&lt;br /&gt;I will hardly decide to give up&lt;br /&gt;‘til the day you finally come to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© Maureen Andrea Addison-Smith Salvo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-2468585217343190327?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAGRH89fCp7ImA9WxNTEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-7302537500910327480</id><published>2007-09-02T03:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:05:25.164-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-11T19:05:25.164-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>IT IS YOU</title><content type="html">&lt;div title="VAFS" align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fairy" src="http://lh3.google.com/aaddisonsmith/RtphOWSnKkI/AAAAAAAACcQ/hvSgZGW1VHU/s288/Lady%20Angel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surely know it is you,&lt;br /&gt;you know that I do,&lt;br /&gt;I recognize your trace,&lt;br /&gt;nearby, not even evident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sense the sweet scent&lt;br /&gt;despite you may be absent,&lt;br /&gt;from your skin in the air,&lt;br /&gt;no matter the long days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predicted by million signals&lt;br /&gt;that made you, in me, eternal,&lt;br /&gt;you are undoubtedly close,&lt;br /&gt;feeling the mark in my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes in spiral around,&lt;br /&gt;days continue passing by,&lt;br /&gt;and you keep here constantly,&lt;br /&gt;biting and scratching my thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-7302537500910327480?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/7302537500910327480/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743307954844382649&amp;postID=7302537500910327480&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/7302537500910327480?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/7302537500910327480?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-is-you.html" title="IT IS YOU" /><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QFQHoyfSp7ImA9WB9bGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-7025966201452300971</id><published>2007-09-02T03:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:38:31.495-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-29T14:38:31.495-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>ENCOUNTER</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Hands" src="http://lh6.google.com/aaddisonsmith/Rtpg4GSnKQI/AAAAAAAACZs/OHVLB78EBdI/s288/Encounter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came at the perfect time&lt;br /&gt;set by undeniable fate,&lt;br /&gt;just strange known faces,&lt;br /&gt;on that instant seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Souls kept hush-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She discovered those eyes&lt;br /&gt;flying desperately to her&lt;br /&gt;laying down on hers&lt;br /&gt;after a long journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was so vulnerable,&lt;br /&gt;defenceless and surprised,&lt;br /&gt;to see those eyes come&lt;br /&gt;to simply disrupt mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You certainly know-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me look inside&lt;br /&gt;poking in your silence&lt;br /&gt;trying to find in there&lt;br /&gt;what we once forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shiver with your essence&lt;br /&gt;and you are fully aware&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for you to wake&lt;br /&gt;from us this deep need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If you just shoot-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wishes the right phrase&lt;br /&gt;of clear, true sentiment,&lt;br /&gt;a spirit that recognizes&lt;br /&gt;itself inside the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts that become&lt;br /&gt;fragile, soft and imperceptible,&lt;br /&gt;disguising the glances&lt;br /&gt;that knock to our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-then, I am all in you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stripper of soul dances&lt;br /&gt;with smiling accomplice,&lt;br /&gt;between you and me&lt;br /&gt;within our quiet desire. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-7025966201452300971?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EHRnw8fCp7ImA9WxFREE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-5897750273518812352</id><published>2007-07-26T23:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T10:43:57.274-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-23T10:43:57.274-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>SPELL</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Lighting" src="http://lh4.google.com/aaddisonsmith/Rqlp55r3zII/AAAAAAAACMw/VCQCsaxGZT8/s288/Lighting.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shining stars of the West&lt;br /&gt;give me thy wisdom&lt;br /&gt;of river, rain and sea&lt;br /&gt;to finally reveal the unseen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shining stars of the East&lt;br /&gt;give me thy greatness&lt;br /&gt;of hurricane and wind&lt;br /&gt;to finally find what I miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shining stars of the North&lt;br /&gt;give me thy temperance&lt;br /&gt;of life, forest and nature&lt;br /&gt;to finally touch what I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shining stars of the South&lt;br /&gt;give me thy power&lt;br /&gt;of flames and fire&lt;br /&gt;to finally get what I desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear me powers of mother earth!&lt;br /&gt;Hear me now, make me blessed!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-5897750273518812352?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/5897750273518812352/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743307954844382649&amp;postID=5897750273518812352&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/5897750273518812352?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/5897750273518812352?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/2007/07/spell.html" title="SPELL" /><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4EQnc8eSp7ImA9WxZSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-1165361254976487276</id><published>2007-07-25T03:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T17:51:43.971-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-01-28T17:51:43.971-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>IMAGINE</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Lips" src="http://lh4.google.com/aaddisonsmith/Rqb8Lpr3zHI/AAAAAAAACMc/1fo1VLpVOT8/s288/labios.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding my lips:&lt;br /&gt;From your kiss&lt;br /&gt;Blessed intrigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning my skin:&lt;br /&gt;From your hands&lt;br /&gt;Disturbing thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explode inside&lt;br /&gt;From your fire within:&lt;br /&gt;Could it possible be?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6743307954844382649-1165361254976487276?l=maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/1165361254976487276/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6743307954844382649&amp;postID=1165361254976487276&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/1165361254976487276?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6743307954844382649/posts/default/1165361254976487276?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://maureenaddisonsmith.blogspot.com/2007/07/imagine.html" title="IMAGINE" /><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UGQ38zfCp7ImA9WB9bGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-6516958273146594165</id><published>2007-07-25T01:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:37:02.184-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-29T14:37:02.184-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>WIZARD</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Space implosion" src="http://lh3.google.com/aaddisonsmith/RqbdMZr3zFI/AAAAAAAACMM/ykZz-j-cbPo/s288/Space%20Explosion.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one magic blessed angel&lt;br /&gt;has ever had my ancient soul,&lt;br /&gt;lighting my life with the truth&lt;br /&gt;of pure and ever lasting love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, discovering this real wizard,&lt;br /&gt;through wise, eternal stars above&lt;br /&gt;I have revealed a mysterious secret&lt;br /&gt;silently kept in our twisted fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of him this blue night&lt;br /&gt;makes pure passion burn in me&lt;br /&gt;longing for things I’ve missed,&lt;br /&gt;those I desperately need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deeply long for the blessed spell&lt;br /&gt;written in those stars to come&lt;br /&gt;and fill my soul asleep in the dark&lt;br /&gt;with the light that makes it complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden attack to my lying body,&lt;br /&gt;shivering in desired fire to feel,&lt;br /&gt;flames and joy entering my spirit,&lt;br /&gt;finally exploding in a magic dream.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/><author><name>Andy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03273037612023981284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PcuHaK7hR2c/TiuLo0y3-bI/AAAAAAAAMmY/nGkaSNZoMAs/s220/100_1361.JPG" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YDR3oycCp7ImA9WB9bGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6743307954844382649.post-630760987245551247</id><published>2007-07-25T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:36:16.498-04:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-12-29T14:36:16.498-04:30</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry" /><title>SOUL EVOLUTION</title><content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="newborn star" src="http://lh6.google.com/aaddisonsmith/RohiRma30tI/AAAAAAAAA7k/ePtp9dSGDjU/s288/newborn1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This round mirror on my screen&lt;br /&gt;gives me just a sudden look&lt;br /&gt;of what is deeply rooted in you&lt;br /&gt;hiding behind your crystal eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shining stars have come&lt;br /&gt;to unfold you like a book&lt;br /&gt;letting me watch a soul&lt;br /&gt;that is so similar to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet so scared I feel&lt;br /&gt;to discover that I would&lt;br /&gt;reveal something understood&lt;br /&gt;as the fire we jealously keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both burn in pure flames&lt;br /&gt;of passion, spirit and thoughts&lt;br /&gt;that sure one of these days should&lt;br /&gt;make us loose our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so the planets keep the move&lt;br /&gt;it won’t be stopped by me&lt;br /&gt;for this round mirror I see&lt;br /&gt;is making me burn and evolve.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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