<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171</id><updated>2012-01-30T02:37:26.163-06:00</updated><category term='kameron'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='mother&apos;s day'/><category term='writing prompts'/><category term='bRandy'/><category term='other'/><category term='nationals'/><category term='funny'/><category term='random'/><category term='growth'/><category term='just me'/><category term='new orleans'/><category term='slam team'/><category term='writing lab'/><category term='gratitude'/><category term='experience tour'/><category term='purging'/><category term='war'/><category term='rachel snyder'/><category 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type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>-for the Divine always blessing always guiding&lt;br /&gt;-for new beginnings&lt;br /&gt;-for deep love&lt;br /&gt;-for forgiveness and understanding...of others...of self&lt;br /&gt;-for the greatness of my kids&lt;br /&gt;-for the uniqueness of my kids&lt;br /&gt;-for open and honest conversations&lt;br /&gt;-for family&lt;br /&gt;-for open arms &lt;br /&gt;-for open hearts&lt;br /&gt;-for self love...one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;-for cool days and nights&lt;br /&gt;-for sisterhood, though i have none by birth&lt;br /&gt;-for introspection and new growth&lt;br /&gt;-for wanting to get through the hard stuff&lt;br /&gt;-for new layers peeled back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5508124104114470822?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-405333379482912182</id><published>2010-09-16T08:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T18:37:53.852-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/TJK4P8j0B6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/64_Yaz18goM/s1600/Wolf_of_pink_and_blue_by_khaosdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/TJK4P8j0B6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/64_Yaz18goM/s320/Wolf_of_pink_and_blue_by_khaosdog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517675077576165282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fall is coming, well as best as Texas can produce a Fall. at least it will take the edge off this sometimes unbearable heat, perhaps even take the edge off of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Life is interesting, and always has proven to be. i stop saying "crazy," eventhough it could still be said; but by saying "interesting" means there is something unique and/or positive that will come of it...and that is growth.that is strength. that is painful lessons. that is forgiveness. that is introspection and overstanding. that is being still, listening to God and finding peace. that is still loving.&lt;br /&gt;and i do&lt;br /&gt;it is really simple actually.&lt;br /&gt;just because certain people who were once my ace boo koo feel the need to keep poison on their tongues, and i choose to remove myself from their bulls-eye does not mean i have taken my love away. &lt;br /&gt;just means i am protecting my sanity. protecting love. protecting my heart. i don't want it hardening or changing like my trust factor has diminished.&lt;br /&gt;i have gone through several mourning stages after realizing certain parts of me were changing or dying . To realize things you once loved about yourself had to be curtailed because of someone else's actions, physically has caused me pain in its withering. &lt;br /&gt;i have retreated, like a wounded animal licking her wounds; but far from being the victim. it is in the retreat where i will resurrect what i once so loved. i have no choice right now but to remain still. wait, scratch that...we always have a choice...in EVERY situation...so...i choose to remain still right now.&lt;br /&gt;God is there&lt;br /&gt;love is there&lt;br /&gt;and she is there....she.is.there. and wherever she is...that is where you will find me.&lt;br /&gt;this my friends is my truth, and no one knows my truth but i, everyone else has their own interpretations of my truth, which i find hurtfully hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;it is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;i do me...and i do me well...you know the rest.&lt;br /&gt;i think if folks KNEW my truth, or took the time to get to know ME not other's words, they would be quite surprised and ashamed at how it differs from what they think. i have a sick fantasy of them lining up one by one, tear streaked face, some falling to their knees, apologizing for all their transgressions. i often have been impressed, though often broken into pieces because of it, of the creativity and cleverness of the wicked web's weave.&lt;br /&gt;the closest one's have the ugliest designs.&lt;br /&gt;oh if you knew...lol...it would be quite ironic actually.&lt;br /&gt;yet details are not necessary, when others have their own colors to paint my life. &lt;br /&gt;i throw my hands up, not in defeat but in enough! i refuse to comply.&lt;br /&gt;those who refuse to let the weeds fill their ears, and choose to see my actions for their own will love me as love is suppose to be.&lt;br /&gt;we all got our fucked up shit. i claim mine darling...do you?&lt;br /&gt;so the wolf retreats to the cave of her heart, healing and rejuvenating, becoming stronger in a gentler warrior kind of way. Yet careful, a wounded animal is most dangerous.She is fiercely protective of her cubs, and the alpha Zeus who reigns beside her...i will do what is necessary for our survival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-405333379482912182?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/405333379482912182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=405333379482912182&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/405333379482912182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/405333379482912182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-is-coming-well-as-best-as-texas.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/TJK4P8j0B6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/64_Yaz18goM/s72-c/Wolf_of_pink_and_blue_by_khaosdog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5543903714011382120</id><published>2010-09-14T17:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T17:12:16.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still On My Journey</title><content type='html'>i am a child of God, who has been given some very special gifts. the older i am becoming, the more aware i am of them. and the more aware i am of them, well i am truly a blessed woman to be chosen in this manner.&lt;br /&gt;now i do know we all are given gifts, but not all of us want them or their responsibility...or remain still enough to learn them.&lt;br /&gt;this is the process i am in now...learning them more...honing my skills i guess you could say. &lt;br /&gt;The Universe is Divine&lt;br /&gt;seek what has always resided within you, outside resources are not necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5543903714011382120?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5543903714011382120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5543903714011382120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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my children, they really are awesome&lt;br /&gt;--for my Brandy, and finally finding the love i have always wanted to have&lt;br /&gt;--for US, and finally being able to give the kinda loving i thought would never return.&lt;br /&gt;--for making me believe again&lt;br /&gt;--for those who truly care&lt;br /&gt;--for strangers who obviously were angels, thank you&lt;br /&gt;--for our journey together, and as individuals&lt;br /&gt;--for the soundness of Bluequisha, man she be moving&lt;br /&gt;--for the lil things that bring so much joy&lt;br /&gt;--for alone time&lt;br /&gt;--for her touch&lt;br /&gt;--for growth and really looking in the mirror we hold up for one another&lt;br /&gt;--for loving those who play the game of loving me...its ok, it is what it is&lt;br /&gt;--for trusting myself&lt;br /&gt;--for being unique, and its okay folks don't get me...she does&lt;br /&gt;--for those who choose to bad mouth me and spread gossip, yes it is hurtful and i've shed many tears (even lately)...but i am learning and rising above it&lt;br /&gt;--for forgiveness, still learning this one...but learning non the less&lt;br /&gt;--for letters of hope&lt;br /&gt;--for my creativity, my gift&lt;br /&gt;--for prayer...it is a must&lt;br /&gt;--for forks in the road that always lead back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-3999478107355709241?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3999478107355709241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=3999478107355709241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3999478107355709241'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;swing like tarzan from your uvula&lt;br /&gt;and do a tuck n roll upon your tongue&lt;br /&gt;curl and vibrate against soft pallet&lt;br /&gt;let me explore your ivory towers&lt;br /&gt;your cracked foundations&lt;br /&gt;and explore thy caves&lt;br /&gt;to remember the sweetness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-7489464292873465632?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7489464292873465632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=7489464292873465632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7489464292873465632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/TGXDWp_Az-I/AAAAAAAAAxU/1bIbNbqeCKM/s1600/DSC00898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/TGXDWp_Az-I/AAAAAAAAAxU/1bIbNbqeCKM/s320/DSC00898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505020913524985826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wounded me&lt;br /&gt;yet i don't know why&lt;br /&gt;i loved you&lt;br /&gt;perhaps more than you loved you&lt;br /&gt;perhaps more than i loved me&lt;br /&gt;not any longer&lt;br /&gt;i am done.&lt;br /&gt;my arms are tired of reaching between the blades&lt;br /&gt;fingers nicked to the bone &lt;br /&gt;did you acquired the taste of my own blood&lt;br /&gt;more than yours?&lt;br /&gt;did you enjoy the smell of my tears&lt;br /&gt;since they reminded you of authentic?&lt;br /&gt;what was it about me you hated so much?&lt;br /&gt;what was it about you i loved so much?&lt;br /&gt;let me count the ways...&lt;br /&gt;i had your back&lt;br /&gt;even when your bully eye was on mine&lt;br /&gt;did the first cut cause you to salivate?&lt;br /&gt;did the healing cause you to smile?&lt;br /&gt;did curiosity make you crave the cut again?&lt;br /&gt;i get it&lt;br /&gt;but you never got me&lt;br /&gt;cause i love you&lt;br /&gt;and it sux that i still do.&lt;br /&gt;funny thing is...&lt;br /&gt;well its just funny i choose to write about this on THIS day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5019497614485430764?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5019497614485430764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5019497614485430764&amp;isPopup=true' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4573074106440718585</id><published>2010-08-10T18:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T19:05:23.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookie what we are doing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/TGH1glrm4ZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/qKFd6QVoVMQ/s1600/DSC00954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/TGH1glrm4ZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/qKFd6QVoVMQ/s320/DSC00954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503950159843090834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so finally got the travel blog up...check it out...link is over there on side...Gypsy Travelz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4573074106440718585?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4573074106440718585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4573074106440718585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4573074106440718585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4573074106440718585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2010/08/lookie-what-we-are-doing.html' title='Lookie what we are doing...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/TGH1glrm4ZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/qKFd6QVoVMQ/s72-c/DSC00954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-7548983479243322926</id><published>2010-04-27T11:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:57:51.049-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Stuff over there on Jewelry blog....Butterfly Muzigns...go click on it, ya know you want to...you know Mother's Day is coming up...go ahead i dare ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-7548983479243322926?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7548983479243322926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=7548983479243322926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7548983479243322926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7548983479243322926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-stuff-over-there-on-jewelry-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-8577947789590382456</id><published>2010-04-24T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:52:56.990-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/S9YLFwJsjvI/AAAAAAAAAs4/E_u5qUApU4c/s1600/goddess_10_emotions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/S9YLFwJsjvI/AAAAAAAAAs4/E_u5qUApU4c/s320/goddess_10_emotions.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464567391313497842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind calls my name&lt;br /&gt;tells me its secrets&lt;br /&gt;tells me it still holds my own&lt;br /&gt;brushes through freshly washed hair&lt;br /&gt;lifting and moving the weight&lt;br /&gt;to find and remind my ears&lt;br /&gt;of its truth&lt;br /&gt;i cry&lt;br /&gt;i laugh&lt;br /&gt;i shudder&lt;br /&gt;most days i just smile&lt;br /&gt;for even secrets are memories&lt;br /&gt;i turn to watch it leave&lt;br /&gt;to see life be moved by its grace and power&lt;br /&gt;pushing past perceived boundaries&lt;br /&gt;making the world dance&lt;br /&gt;praying it keeps its word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-8577947789590382456?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8577947789590382456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=8577947789590382456&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8577947789590382456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8577947789590382456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2010/04/wind-calls-my-name-tells-me-its-secrets.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/S9YLFwJsjvI/AAAAAAAAAs4/E_u5qUApU4c/s72-c/goddess_10_emotions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-7855249225321756911</id><published>2010-04-24T15:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:03:47.075-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>i am still trying to figure thing called "me" out&lt;br /&gt;42 years strong&lt;br /&gt;hasn't always been this way though&lt;br /&gt;stood in the darkness most of my life&lt;br /&gt;even the shadows scared me&lt;br /&gt;so i stayed where i felt the most comfortable&lt;br /&gt;searching&lt;br /&gt;yearning&lt;br /&gt;to believe in something&lt;br /&gt;to believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;darkness turned to greys&lt;br /&gt;i was no longer fitting the black and white&lt;br /&gt;cause clear cuts don't break even with me&lt;br /&gt;i took the hands wrapped around my songless throat&lt;br /&gt;wrapped them around pens and mics instead&lt;br /&gt;let alter egos speak for me instead&lt;br /&gt;for us...instead&lt;br /&gt;i was tired of bleeding beyond every 28 days&lt;br /&gt;tired of this life being my natural cycle&lt;br /&gt;fuck that!!&lt;br /&gt;no looking back&lt;br /&gt;no looking down&lt;br /&gt;i keep telling myself this&lt;br /&gt;yet&lt;br /&gt;those shadows are still there&lt;br /&gt;lurking&lt;br /&gt;rotting&lt;br /&gt;oh the smell&lt;br /&gt;i don't like the way they touch me&lt;br /&gt;stealing moments&lt;br /&gt;memories slicing through keloid scars&lt;br /&gt;rising to the occasion&lt;br /&gt;ok i get it&lt;br /&gt;deal with it&lt;br /&gt;with them&lt;br /&gt;with him&lt;br /&gt;with her&lt;br /&gt;with you&lt;br /&gt;yeah with you&lt;br /&gt;deal with it&lt;br /&gt;no spades this time&lt;br /&gt;take the jokers out&lt;br /&gt;no matter how high the score&lt;br /&gt;pens are like swords&lt;br /&gt;burn the tip&lt;br /&gt;cauterize the wound&lt;br /&gt;feels like new tattoos&lt;br /&gt;my battle&lt;br /&gt;my beauty&lt;br /&gt;my line&lt;br /&gt;and i am pushing it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-7855249225321756911?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7855249225321756911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=7855249225321756911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7855249225321756911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7855249225321756911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2010/04/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4137132254609306318</id><published>2010-03-01T16:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:09:39.958-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Been A Minute...or two....but ALWAYS Grateful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/S4xIuGkvG_I/AAAAAAAAAsw/qUGrbf16kag/s1600-h/treeaisle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/S4xIuGkvG_I/AAAAAAAAAsw/qUGrbf16kag/s320/treeaisle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443806006459964402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hadn't realized just how long it had been since i posted anything...not good, yet everything has been good....i am blessed beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;--for each and every moment on this plane, this existence, at this time&lt;br /&gt;--for the Creator being everything, and more&lt;br /&gt;--for this beautiful positive life &lt;br /&gt;--for this beautiful positive life WE are creating&lt;br /&gt;--for loving folks no matter what, even if you cut me more than you got my back...now this one has been a hard lesson, but i really do still care for 'em...i mean if you were on fire i would spit on ya :)&lt;br /&gt;--for neosoul always growing, always changing...always home&lt;br /&gt;--for falling in love...over and over...with her&lt;br /&gt;--for falling in love...more and more...with me&lt;br /&gt;--for my children...i mean they are just wow and amazing&lt;br /&gt;--for the growth spurt my son has has lately...standing at 5'10 now...and he is not done&lt;br /&gt;--for taylor and all her creative strong beauty&lt;br /&gt;--for jessica growing up just a lil' bit more...i am proud&lt;br /&gt;--for transitions, though not always easy, for the better of us all&lt;br /&gt;--for the talk of a lil' one......&lt;br /&gt;--for reflections...acknowledgement...trust...lessons...growth...love&lt;br /&gt;--for these creative hands...i am good at what i do...i can acknowledge and accept that&lt;br /&gt;--for moving past hobby and passion, to more of a business state of mind...though always passionate&lt;br /&gt;--for the way she makes me giggle on a daily&lt;br /&gt;--for seeing, but not judging...for squashing gossip...and you should too...wanna know, ask the source&lt;br /&gt;--for understanding our life together is the one for whispers and "did you knows"...shoot take notes...we got a precious thing going on here, one stories are written about...maybe you will learn something, on how to love yours or better yet...yourself.&lt;br /&gt;--for marathon scrabble games&lt;br /&gt;--for less walls and boundaries&lt;br /&gt;--for everyday being valentine's day with her, yet must say this year was one of the best.&lt;br /&gt;--for lil blue boxes and satin white ribbon...sigh&lt;br /&gt;--for the way WE choose to live OUR life together, so find out what works for YOU...promise you will be happier.&lt;br /&gt;--for our day fast approaching...wow we are doing this...i mean can it get anymore sweeter?&lt;br /&gt;--for the answer being yes, you ain't seen nothing yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4137132254609306318?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4137132254609306318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4137132254609306318&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4137132254609306318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4137132254609306318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2010/03/been-minuteor-twobut-always-grateful.html' title='Been A Minute...or two....but ALWAYS Grateful...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/S4xIuGkvG_I/AAAAAAAAAsw/qUGrbf16kag/s72-c/treeaisle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2944663112866269337</id><published>2009-12-01T11:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:00:43.624-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience tour'/><title type='text'>Introducing Butterfly Muzigns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SxVZlmjURmI/AAAAAAAAArI/iP_Olc6TLMw/s1600/k80mKZiYROxR52z8laJXVUme9aMtSgeQ0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SxVZlmjURmI/AAAAAAAAArI/iP_Olc6TLMw/s320/k80mKZiYROxR52z8laJXVUme9aMtSgeQ0300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410329029894227554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tah Dah!! my new jewelry blog!! It is a good start in the right direction, i think. Please go look, and look often, as new designs will be posted frequently(subscribe)...the creating bug has hit me once again and hard...perhaps due to the time of year and its cold again in Texas lol. my favorite time of year in fact.&lt;br /&gt;This is just one of my passions, and i am so blessed to be able...nothing after able, just blessed to be ABLE ya know.&lt;br /&gt;The name you ask? lol....butterfly...i have always associated myself with this symbolic entity, ever changing, ever growing, freedom, metamorphosis, and grace...also a poetic name given to me when i first started reading on the mic @ Neosoul. I always feel butterflies are female, though i know better, but they just feel female.&lt;br /&gt;Muzigns....originally musings....but like the play on word with muzigns, which is combination of musings and designs...muzigns, there ya go.&lt;br /&gt;so go on...check it out....www.bmuzigns.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2944663112866269337?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2944663112866269337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2944663112866269337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2944663112866269337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2944663112866269337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/12/introducing-butterfly-muzigns.html' title='Introducing Butterfly Muzigns'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SxVZlmjURmI/AAAAAAAAArI/iP_Olc6TLMw/s72-c/k80mKZiYROxR52z8laJXVUme9aMtSgeQ0300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-6170171138610587642</id><published>2009-11-12T15:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T15:49:02.031-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Svx9L1D0E7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/qgpqlsauZ-o/s1600-h/6296_1086571733488_1502272371_30224008_8179862_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Svx9L1D0E7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/qgpqlsauZ-o/s320/6296_1086571733488_1502272371_30224008_8179862_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403331295112860594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for the Creator of this Universe, and all that is good in the world&lt;br /&gt;--for our first Game Night Party in our home, oh i was nervous...but it went great&lt;br /&gt;--for more par ties coming with different themes (heehee)&lt;br /&gt;--for our ever growing circle of friends being cultivated&lt;br /&gt;--for such a wonderful, diverse group of ladies i really enjoy...we all are so unique&lt;br /&gt;--for the heart of our home being happy...its good energy here&lt;br /&gt;--for trying daily to get to that place...like the picture above&lt;br /&gt;--for epiphanies and growth, no matter how painful&lt;br /&gt;--for reconnections and disconnections&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;for the women in my life, including myself, who are going through whatever, but still are developing for the better and shining...we are stronger far beyond reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for the courage and exploring spirit of my brother...so proud of him&lt;br /&gt;--for the way we are blue and mauve...nuff said&lt;br /&gt;--for the way she buries her head into my neck, as she wraps her arms strong around me.&lt;br /&gt;--for this enlightening, healing, beautiful, spiritual, joy-filled world we are creating everyday...always bumps in the road, but yeah we got this on lock lol&lt;br /&gt;--for one step closer&lt;br /&gt;--for my AWESOME children!!! (i can't say that enough)&lt;br /&gt;--for this life i choose to show up for everyday...lol i got the pictures to prove it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-6170171138610587642?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6170171138610587642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=6170171138610587642&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6170171138610587642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6170171138610587642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/11/now.html' title='Now...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Svx9L1D0E7I/AAAAAAAAAo0/qgpqlsauZ-o/s72-c/6296_1086571733488_1502272371_30224008_8179862_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5892181525510771992</id><published>2009-10-11T02:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T03:12:04.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Another Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/StGhXMf1jFI/AAAAAAAAAok/tUX7WkcDnrc/s1600-h/eveprayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/StGhXMf1jFI/AAAAAAAAAok/tUX7WkcDnrc/s320/eveprayer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391267648803015762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for breath in my lungs, beat in my heart, Grace by my side&lt;br /&gt;--for early morning prayers, and window side meditations&lt;br /&gt;--for this home we are creating daily&lt;br /&gt;--for falling in love with "us"&lt;br /&gt;--for neosoul and the love and family that is still abound, no matter how old no matter how new...love is there&lt;br /&gt;--for impromptu gatherings in the house that love and poetry built&lt;br /&gt;--for growth and change&lt;br /&gt;--for introspection...never easy, but necessary daily&lt;br /&gt;--for my son still wanting to rest his head on momma's shoulder...i will never get tired of that feeling&lt;br /&gt;--for sometimes being too much between us, but in an oh so good way&lt;br /&gt;--for your beautiful soul and spirit, and our first housewarming gifts...so thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;--for finally narrowing "our day" to march or april...whew&lt;br /&gt;--for flowers just because of who i am as a woman...wow&lt;br /&gt;--for it really being this damn good, though i know naysayers say it can't possibly be...lol well it is&lt;br /&gt;--for strength in self&lt;br /&gt;--for hanging out with one helluva woman on her bday, and us getting down on the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;--for playing pool with such a sweet old man&lt;br /&gt;--for hugs from my daddy...he missed me&lt;br /&gt;--for this life i have been granted....all praises to the Most High within&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5892181525510771992?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5892181525510771992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5892181525510771992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5892181525510771992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5892181525510771992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-day.html' title='Another Day...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/StGhXMf1jFI/AAAAAAAAAok/tUX7WkcDnrc/s72-c/eveprayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2708543868654171778</id><published>2009-10-10T22:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T03:38:47.002-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bRandy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Love Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/StGna1IMAPI/AAAAAAAAAos/nSI9FYXx920/s1600-h/AD-PS3005~Love-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/StGna1IMAPI/AAAAAAAAAos/nSI9FYXx920/s320/AD-PS3005~Love-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391274308319052018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my world, she is the only perfection i know&lt;br /&gt;besides this mother's pride thrice&lt;br /&gt;stands tall and steadfast,&lt;br /&gt;like her words&lt;br /&gt;though it is her thoughts which reach me first&lt;br /&gt;comforting&lt;br /&gt;rocking my wounds to sleep&lt;br /&gt;as she kisses each one to dream of healing&lt;br /&gt;i am no longer afraid of mirrors&lt;br /&gt;quick glances to avoid cracked reflections&lt;br /&gt;or ghosts of past in peripherals &lt;br /&gt;she challenges me to pull my hair back&lt;br /&gt;face full forward, and smile&lt;br /&gt;invite them all&lt;br /&gt;of me&lt;br /&gt;to this table &lt;br /&gt;of me&lt;br /&gt;let each of me speak&lt;br /&gt;cry&lt;br /&gt;yell&lt;br /&gt;split into a million pieces if need be&lt;br /&gt;its okay now&lt;br /&gt;for she and i are hallowed ground&lt;br /&gt;for when they have been heard&lt;br /&gt;they&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;will heal&lt;br /&gt;for they&lt;br /&gt;are all of me&lt;br /&gt;and i can't love myself&lt;br /&gt;until i love myself all&lt;br /&gt;why deny the ugly&lt;br /&gt;which also makes me all the more beautiful?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2708543868654171778?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2708543868654171778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2708543868654171778&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2708543868654171778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2708543868654171778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-is.html' title='Love Is...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/StGna1IMAPI/AAAAAAAAAos/nSI9FYXx920/s72-c/AD-PS3005~Love-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-517600038506006676</id><published>2009-09-28T14:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:08:59.154-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><title type='text'>Things I Have Learned Lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SsJ3XH2rYPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/eKTNdNOMW_4/s1600-h/3197218043_f0745a1593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SsJ3XH2rYPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/eKTNdNOMW_4/s320/3197218043_f0745a1593.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386999343417614578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--i am really ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--that once again my filter is gone to crap...just don't have time for folks and their insecurities, fakeness, stupidity, lack of warmth...you get the point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--that my voice is stronger because of this (above). i recently voiced something to my father that had been a painful area in my life since i was in high school, although i did not get much acknowledgement or an apology from him...the look in his eyes and me releasing this...well...was quite enough...whew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--that i can be friends with opposing sides without taking sides...and others well i smile and stay in my corner...though that one took a lil longer, 'cause someone i love deeply was/is involved...hey we all got our stuff...no more judgements here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--relationships, no matter how good, tend to ebb and flow...doesn't mean anything is wrong (though sometimes there can be issues), or the love is less or not present...just means that particular day is doing its own thing...no worries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--i like being alone sometimes, and doing my own thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--being a mother, no matter the kids age, is still tough, heartbreaking, and misguided at times...but oh so rewarding and worth it, every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--i am not your average mother, and my kids LOVE me for this...they told me lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--this is the first time in ANY of my love relationships, i haven't had to worry about the "other" coming in...nor the lies that follow...do you know how friggin' freeing that is? i can love without worries again...thank you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--i still am haunted by you...but i am stronger now, fleeting thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--i really don't like when folks cross me...and i am a bit warped lol...snicker but i like it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-517600038506006676?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/517600038506006676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=517600038506006676&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/517600038506006676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/517600038506006676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-i-have-learned-lately.html' title='Things I Have Learned Lately...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SsJ3XH2rYPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/eKTNdNOMW_4/s72-c/3197218043_f0745a1593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-703330140846267297</id><published>2009-09-28T12:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T15:16:35.449-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>New Year Now...</title><content type='html'>--for the Creator, She, and Grace...where would i be without any of you&lt;br /&gt;--for this life, and how i help create it&lt;br /&gt;--for this woman of mine...wow...you are friggin' amazing&lt;br /&gt;--for the words of me'shelle and the floacist...the voice, the words, the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;--for the Kitchen Goddess within...makes tummies happy&lt;br /&gt;--for my girl turning 40, welcome...life will be sweeter&lt;br /&gt;--for this home we are transforming...love spoken here...saged blessings&lt;br /&gt;--for my pen moving again...for my strong muse&lt;br /&gt;--for cooler weather kissing these cheeks&lt;br /&gt;--for my kids laughter filling their new home...they are a magnificent bunch&lt;br /&gt;--for letting go and hanging on&lt;br /&gt;--for thelma and louise...be careful not to cross lol&lt;br /&gt;--for powerful energies...good and bad, and to know/feel the difference&lt;br /&gt;--for true love residing in our hearts, oh how we have waited...this story has been written a long time ago...thank you for being my co-writer&lt;br /&gt;--for early morning being still within my window&lt;br /&gt;--for great coffee pots&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing i am safe on solid ground&lt;br /&gt;--for every morning i wake up, the first thing i see is you...first words i say are "thank you"&lt;br /&gt;--for tay's 17th b'day...no no no...sigh...she is a great kid, even if mom can't handle the reality...tear&lt;br /&gt;--for old photos and good memories in that moment...i will go with that&lt;br /&gt;--for fingers in hair&lt;br /&gt;--for seeing you again...even if you didn't see me&lt;br /&gt;--for your days getting a bit better during these tough times&lt;br /&gt;--for neosoul...feels like home again, feels new and exciting too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-703330140846267297?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/703330140846267297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=703330140846267297&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/703330140846267297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/703330140846267297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-year-now.html' title='New Year Now...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5681338397410972874</id><published>2009-09-14T23:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:55:26.749-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Catch Up Time....</title><content type='html'>yes i know its been a minute...a long minute blog world, but i am back. I apologize for my focus being elsewhere, not that i am apologizing for what my focus has been on, but the fact i have neglected this blog. Sooo, when i start getting protests for not updating...i know its time to get on it lol...love you lisa.&lt;br /&gt;bare with me for a sec, as i will try to catch everyone, and myself, up on what has been going on in shelle's world...i am going to cheat a bit and make them separate posts, please see below for backtracking.&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful...seriously...i just cannot stop smiling...and it shows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5681338397410972874?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5681338397410972874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5681338397410972874&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5681338397410972874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5681338397410972874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/09/catch-up-time.html' title='Catch Up Time....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4871937671204978175</id><published>2009-09-10T23:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:59:58.691-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sq8tZAsAnpI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZvqUARB2nQc/s1600-h/384323992_5fe67df84d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sq8tZAsAnpI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZvqUARB2nQc/s320/384323992_5fe67df84d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381569987435601554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for the Universe which contains and blesses me&lt;br /&gt;--for prayer...goes a long way&lt;br /&gt;--for the most sweetest, amazing, wonderful, beautiful, electrifying, honest, blessed, honorable, crazy, intense, harmonious, i could keep going you know...love affair i have ever experienced...this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;--for this lifetime. so good, had to repeat it&lt;br /&gt;--for patience with self...she shows and teaches me even to do that&lt;br /&gt;--for the growth and love that has deeply bloomed between me and my oldest&lt;br /&gt;--for my awesome kids, each so different...all so friggin' great&lt;br /&gt;--for truth, no matter how much it hurts, but its allowed me to let go and heal just a bit more&lt;br /&gt;--for delete buttons..on facebook, on myspace, on computers, on cell phones, on life&lt;br /&gt;--for moonlit nights, deep cool waters, and the perfect words asked...&lt;br /&gt;--for the words "yes"&lt;br /&gt;--for new beginnings with you on so many levels, sometimes i feel like my life has just started&lt;br /&gt;--for bed talks with the kids, i will never give those up...and i pray they will not want to either&lt;br /&gt;--for lanky arms that hug me everyday...a mother and her son...bond is something else&lt;br /&gt;--for meeting the lil ones who are so important to her, and they wanting me to stay&lt;br /&gt;--for new moves, new apartment, new car...taking care of business indeed&lt;br /&gt;--for the people in my life who teach me about me, good, bad or indifferent...i learn&lt;br /&gt;--for the enthusiasm and electric spirit of shella @ h.e.b. plus...she is my soulmate i swear lol&lt;br /&gt;--for a lazy saturday afternoon with no agenda, but to be...just be&lt;br /&gt;--for creativity raining on me&lt;br /&gt;--for my love ring, wrapped so warmly around my life&lt;br /&gt;--for much introspection, understanding, trusting, and loving self...whew its a lot&lt;br /&gt;--for my brother soon taking one of the greatest journeys ever, trekking through south america for almost 2 months...start your prayers now please&lt;br /&gt;--for those on board with what's going on in my life...thank you...and even for those who are not...take notes&lt;br /&gt;--for times that felt like old times girl...we gonna be ok&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4871937671204978175?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4871937671204978175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4871937671204978175&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4871937671204978175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4871937671204978175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/09/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sq8tZAsAnpI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ZvqUARB2nQc/s72-c/384323992_5fe67df84d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2608392892683356341</id><published>2009-08-25T00:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:54:28.508-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growth'/><title type='text'>Things I Have Learned About Myself...Lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sq8w1TFzuQI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Pg_7rQ2PRdw/s1600-h/4942_97758317300_547777300_2468183_4537533_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sq8w1TFzuQI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Pg_7rQ2PRdw/s320/4942_97758317300_547777300_2468183_4537533_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381573771946866946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is something i am going to start doing...lil things i am realizing about myself or learning, whether good or bad (for lack of a better word)...things i know will not change, things i need to change...my growth, my backsliding, all of it...i will try to do it once a week, well try anyway...at least once a month...so much for once a week; but ya get what i am aiming for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pretty damn funny, and i like to make people laugh...my comedic timing is quite on point...i didn't realize this before, but this safe place i am in lately, allows for the true me to shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am slowly losing my filter and my need to give a damn...seems to have gotten worse (or better, depends upon perspective) with age. i just don't have time for folks (or mine) BS, whining, or judgement anymore...like get with the program people...life is too short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i really have never forgiven you, thought i did, and said i did...but guess truly i did not...and it is rearing its ugly head...in order for us to survive, i got to deal with this. i think it scares me i may not get past it (or i do), and still end up losing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am one interesting chick...none like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am loving again the way i once did, and even loving myself a bit more because of it...because how can i love the way i need to, if i don't love myself the way i need to...i still have quite a ways to go, yet i am moving forward...even if they are baby steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like my mother...and though i need to work on it...i am okay with this fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid i have lost my fire as a poet...it has been such a huge part of my life, but since falling in love, i have left a lot of it behind...just not angry any more, and my scars don't hurt as much...its not a bad thing though...i understand now what zae meant when he said between love and poetry, something/someone suffers...the trilogy cannot survive without consequences...i want to find my groove again with this mistress poetry, but i will choose THIS love anyday first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my procrastination is just another word for avoidance...sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a brat, a spoiled brat, a cute one...but a brat nonetheless lol...and i don't care to work on it LOL...i like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i notice big disagreements/terrible ugly fights tend to ensue during shifts/changes in my life...part of my flight or fight issues i believe...this one knocked me over the head when i realized it, and also looked back on my life...yep, every time...glad i am now aware, because that mess just ain't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2608392892683356341?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2608392892683356341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2608392892683356341&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2608392892683356341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2608392892683356341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-i-have-learned-about.html' title='Things I Have Learned About Myself...Lately...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sq8w1TFzuQI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Pg_7rQ2PRdw/s72-c/4942_97758317300_547777300_2468183_4537533_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2163306612942307018</id><published>2009-08-13T15:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:44:57.291-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>For....</title><content type='html'>--for this Life of mine, for this life in mine, for this life with mine...i am humbled&lt;br /&gt;--for finally getting a grip on "not my time this year", oh but thank you for those who took me there....what were we thinking LOL&lt;br /&gt;--for one of the baddest texas/national teams around, headed by one helluva awesome dude with big guns&lt;br /&gt;--for growth in words, writing, performance, healing, and self....just wow&lt;br /&gt;--for love all in the air, and its not even spring yet&lt;br /&gt;--for true love seeping out and into my essence&lt;br /&gt;--for showing the not so nice parts of me, yet you even love them, and love me even more for them&lt;br /&gt;--for long talks out on the patio until the wee hours of the morning...there is nothing like thought provoking questions/answers&lt;br /&gt;--for you...simply you...and the way you do what you do&lt;br /&gt;--for great girl time...my tummy still hurts from the laughter&lt;br /&gt;--for my babygirl and her goddess tendencies, she is such an amazing kid&lt;br /&gt;--for being so much closer&lt;br /&gt;--for feeding my family&lt;br /&gt;--for the flowers she brings....all things of beauty need thorns to protect themselves&lt;br /&gt;--for our first big one...and we made it through with better love&lt;br /&gt;--for reaching out....you are always there&lt;br /&gt;--for upcoming birthdays...hope you are well...yes&lt;br /&gt;--for unconventional monogamous relationships...lol.....we define us&lt;br /&gt;--for fudge....simply fudge...yum&lt;br /&gt;--for the lil' things that make the big difference&lt;br /&gt;--for sunshine and her growth this summer...just wow&lt;br /&gt;--for working on the upside, at least trying...smile&lt;br /&gt;--for the women in my life, so enriched by them...thank you&lt;br /&gt;--for change, even the scary parts are saying it will be okay...just believe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2163306612942307018?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2163306612942307018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2163306612942307018&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2163306612942307018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2163306612942307018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/08/for.html' title='For....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-934473562992334702</id><published>2009-07-28T10:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:02:19.756-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>A Lil' Early, But Never Late...Always On Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sm8raFsAO1I/AAAAAAAAAn8/ku7GK2y4Ti0/s1600-h/2508746078_5f8caaa675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sm8raFsAO1I/AAAAAAAAAn8/ku7GK2y4Ti0/s320/2508746078_5f8caaa675.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363553408424885074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for God in all forms and understanding&lt;br /&gt;--for deep thoughtful conversations with my brother&lt;br /&gt;--for sibling love&lt;br /&gt;--for safe returns&lt;br /&gt;--for you now being just up the street, round the corner from mamma and 'em&lt;br /&gt;--for new beginnings and vast paths of possibilities&lt;br /&gt;--for he, who just can't help but to like her, even when it may be painful&lt;br /&gt;--for one of the baddest azz roles of God i have ever seen...you are amazing, hope you KNOW that&lt;br /&gt;--for not knowing what tomorrow brings, but enjoying the good mornings everyday&lt;br /&gt;--for prayer and understanding&lt;br /&gt;--for memories made in such lil' time&lt;br /&gt;--for you showing me to me a lil more each day&lt;br /&gt;--for exhales&lt;br /&gt;--for working on the "ups" more hopefully...wink&lt;br /&gt;--for honesty and communication....both can make or break any relationship, depending on how you use it&lt;br /&gt;--for our own language, our own way of doing things, in our time...lol i know not all may understand...but its ok...believe me...its ok...we got this&lt;br /&gt;--for my beautiful babies, though growing up so fast, they still let me hold them and kiss em, and love all over them&lt;br /&gt;--for the ink that writes me&lt;br /&gt;--for the woman who loves me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-934473562992334702?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/934473562992334702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=934473562992334702&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/934473562992334702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/934473562992334702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/07/lil-early-but-never-latealways-on-time.html' title='A Lil&apos; Early, But Never Late...Always On Time...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sm8raFsAO1I/AAAAAAAAAn8/ku7GK2y4Ti0/s72-c/2508746078_5f8caaa675.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-3025861426732370074</id><published>2009-07-27T23:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:49:47.887-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture of the day'/><title type='text'>Yep I Would...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sm6egbtadAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/5W6lcukPd38/s1600-h/373418814_151234174d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sm6egbtadAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/5W6lcukPd38/s320/373418814_151234174d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363398486276076546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...afterwards i would brush my teeth though LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-3025861426732370074?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3025861426732370074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=3025861426732370074&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3025861426732370074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3025861426732370074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/07/yep-i-would.html' title='Yep I Would...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sm6egbtadAI/AAAAAAAAAn0/5W6lcukPd38/s72-c/373418814_151234174d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1302618252296270501</id><published>2009-07-22T12:43:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T12:48:40.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmdeVOAqaCI/AAAAAAAAAnk/6US3zefw2pI/s1600-h/3327443177_ca1d5f2d87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmdeVOAqaCI/AAAAAAAAAnk/6US3zefw2pI/s320/3327443177_ca1d5f2d87.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361357600039004194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmdeN8QMAEI/AAAAAAAAAnc/bgv5ugtNECM/s1600-h/2626324443_2082fe34e5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmdeN8QMAEI/AAAAAAAAAnc/bgv5ugtNECM/s320/2626324443_2082fe34e5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361357475013197890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmdeIBsmscI/AAAAAAAAAnU/QMg_BzgfJEw/s1600-h/102727836_0d900a5349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmdeIBsmscI/AAAAAAAAAnU/QMg_BzgfJEw/s320/102727836_0d900a5349.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361357373395349954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmdeCG0SHGI/AAAAAAAAAnM/TDQkBBGitu4/s1600-h/3050730202_d018c5cf42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmdeCG0SHGI/AAAAAAAAAnM/TDQkBBGitu4/s320/3050730202_d018c5cf42.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361357271690517602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Smdd8XyrsPI/AAAAAAAAAnE/_e1l9xnFzGI/s1600-h/39036635_e9c0f13c8b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Smdd8XyrsPI/AAAAAAAAAnE/_e1l9xnFzGI/s320/39036635_e9c0f13c8b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361357173167993074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1302618252296270501?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1302618252296270501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1302618252296270501&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1302618252296270501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1302618252296270501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/07/smile.html' title='Smile...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmdeVOAqaCI/AAAAAAAAAnk/6US3zefw2pI/s72-c/3327443177_ca1d5f2d87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5532740230907606350</id><published>2009-07-17T11:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:47:31.260-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Love Is Necessary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmDF3F0IJaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/73ek2xH5LXA/s1600-h/2498711068_c83c309133_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmDF3F0IJaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/73ek2xH5LXA/s320/2498711068_c83c309133_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359501106815182242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for the Most High, and the ones that are sent low amongst us&lt;br /&gt;--for love in all its forms&lt;br /&gt;--for this love we have...so powerful&lt;br /&gt;--for my Zeus always protecting me&lt;br /&gt;--for the stone with the words "safe" written on it that you gave me...yes i am...yes you are&lt;br /&gt;--for tay hanging with the big girls...dang my children are amazing&lt;br /&gt;--for trackers that reveal the bitter truth&lt;br /&gt;--for the madness finally being over...hopefully&lt;br /&gt;--for new beginnings...again&lt;br /&gt;--for one incredible holiday weekend with my extended family&lt;br /&gt;--for what she sees in me...and i let her&lt;br /&gt;--for seeing the new smile on your face my friend...crazy times, but good times&lt;br /&gt;--for the future&lt;br /&gt;--for making sure the ones i care about know it&lt;br /&gt;--for hard talks with him again...damn i will always love him, just want him to be as happy as i am...i know its hard for us all&lt;br /&gt;--for finally getting it right&lt;br /&gt;--for spur of the moment surprises pulled off perfectly...hahaha &lt;br /&gt;--for her extra touch with the pasta&lt;br /&gt;--for new folks in my life i can now call my friends, because they are hers too&lt;br /&gt;--for one special lady working on my business website...need all the gentle pushes i can get...so excited&lt;br /&gt;--for having to speak my mind..sometimes it just has to be said without filters&lt;br /&gt;--for out of the blue phone calls, wanting to hear my voice...thank u sir&lt;br /&gt;--for one more treetop hideaway rendevous...i will miss you&lt;br /&gt;--for the older lady on the bus, who didn't want me to get off so soon...how sweet&lt;br /&gt;--for memories...lot of emotions there&lt;br /&gt;--for her family becoming my family, and hanging out with them poolside&lt;br /&gt;--for the memories my babies are having this summer...glad they are enjoying it..so many more to come...did i say already how great my kids are...oh, well they are&lt;br /&gt;--for the simple things in life, that make it so sweet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5532740230907606350?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5532740230907606350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5532740230907606350&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5532740230907606350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5532740230907606350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-is-necessary.html' title='Love Is Necessary...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SmDF3F0IJaI/AAAAAAAAAm8/73ek2xH5LXA/s72-c/2498711068_c83c309133_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1156334242754913007</id><published>2009-07-14T22:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:28:56.878-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Random Rantings...hadn't done this in awhile...uh oh</title><content type='html'>ash...if i can see her, don't you think i see you two too...wow...really? find what ya looking for? you work just where you should be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do folks peek, but don't leave a comment...i mean what's the point? doesn't bother me every once in awhile..but all the time, but nothing said..sorta creepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are folks so interested in my life, what i am doing?...who i am doing it with? maybe because i'm pretty real and honest with mine, i don't have anything to hide, and yeah i pretty much lay it out there lol...but really my life isn't much different...i am pretty happy with it...just a few glitches with the *!tches LOL...i crack myself up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why lie? over and over again..ok i am not perfect with this either, but come on...bold face is too much...if it smell like a duck, quack like a duck...ya'll know the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does my son have so many good looking guy friends coming to the house to play video games...but i really think they are here for my daughters lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do the friends stay way past their own dinner time when we are cooking...lol...guess i can't complain too much...they like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are the damn hot bugs out even past midnight, yelling at one another about how damn hot it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it rained today, but it dried up before it left the clouds...the devil even knocked on my door for some ice lol...don't know why he picked my house but yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor Obama, do you see all the grey that has set in? and not even a year has gone by yet....did look good throwing out the first ball though in the All-Star game...was that a bullet-proof vest under that jacket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...its 2009, and black children are still being turned away from swimming pools...i am not surprised really...are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 people were in on killing a loving couple of 16 children...for a stinking safe...my God, what kind of world is this? what do the babies do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did my dad walk out his room with a box of cereal? ate two bowls...loudly i might add...then put the box back in his room...is my dad hoarding cereal in his room? seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh i forgot how much fun these were...until next time...peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1156334242754913007?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1156334242754913007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1156334242754913007&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1156334242754913007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1156334242754913007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-rantingshadnt-done-this-in.html' title='Random Rantings...hadn&apos;t done this in awhile...uh oh'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4059344921581931283</id><published>2009-07-13T15:41:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:19:54.936-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GAMES'/><title type='text'>Enough IS Enough...Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SlvF_QdadFI/AAAAAAAAAm0/jTYhdJuMSlw/s1600-h/bitter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SlvF_QdadFI/AAAAAAAAAm0/jTYhdJuMSlw/s320/bitter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358093872228103250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog family...you know i don't operate like this..well for the most part lol..but i am putting this fool on notice...and just in case she tries to harm me or B physically...well...ya'll know its been of record....she is nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP address:&lt;br /&gt;192.70.218.25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job: &lt;br /&gt;Marathon Exploration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GeoLocation:&lt;br /&gt;Houston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name:&lt;br /&gt;Keisha Warren (yes we have the same last name..ironic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else you need to know that you are officially on notice?...no longer anonymous are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of the games lil' girl...grow the hell up please...accept the fact she doesn't want you...never did...you were JUST a good time in the meantime...there were never any promises of getting together, or you would become her girl. even when you came to her job, she looked you right in your eyes and told you...i know you were under the delusion she would be with you after her breakup...but again, it was a good time, that's it..accept it...no promises were made&lt;br /&gt;accept the fact she is with me now, and will be...always.&lt;br /&gt;i know its hard, she is a helluva woman with so much to offer, a beautiful peaceful soul...i would be upset too, if she passed me by...but she hasn't has she?&lt;br /&gt;i think you could of handled this in a better way my dear, if fact, you could of stayed friends, and we could of been friends too...even invite you and your own girlfriend over for dinner...sorry your own gf hasn't paid much attention to you or served you right sexually...been almost a year before my baby right?...i mean anybody in that kind of drought would fall in love immediately with her kind of skills, so i understand.&lt;br /&gt;you are being quite hurtful in your "anonymous" comments (seriously do you think she would want a woman like that?)...but i know you are upset and perhaps a bit crazy...&lt;br /&gt;please for YOUR sake, leave us alone...go find your own happiness and peace...and maybe get some therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to you: i am sorry i even thought it was you for a second...my apologies...i do hope one day we can talk and move forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4059344921581931283?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4059344921581931283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4059344921581931283&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4059344921581931283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4059344921581931283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/07/enough-is-enoughagain.html' title='Enough IS Enough...Again'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SlvF_QdadFI/AAAAAAAAAm0/jTYhdJuMSlw/s72-c/bitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-8094933569926855326</id><published>2009-07-08T11:08:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:04:46.812-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>This. Now. Always.</title><content type='html'>cyclonic dreams pierce eyelids&lt;br /&gt;with chaotic realities&lt;br /&gt;Zeus tendencies calms the storms swirling&lt;br /&gt;as healing kisses&lt;br /&gt;stitch gaping wounds closed&lt;br /&gt;sandcastle wishes hold strong past the tides&lt;br /&gt;with pearl understanding &lt;br /&gt;hidden in the jewels of her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;in a sea of men...&lt;br /&gt;there she stands&lt;br /&gt;my island...&lt;br /&gt;waiting for me to swim to her shores&lt;br /&gt;for she knows there is safety in her number of one&lt;br /&gt;knows in order to capture the butterfly&lt;br /&gt;she must first allow its freedom&lt;br /&gt;to sit still and long enough for i &lt;br /&gt;to land softly on her shoulder&lt;br /&gt;and i did&lt;br /&gt;and i will &lt;br /&gt;stay&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;br /&gt;giving butterfly kisses&lt;br /&gt;wrapping wings around her locked vines&lt;br /&gt;drinking her sweet nectar&lt;br /&gt;pollinating her heart&lt;br /&gt;where flowers bloom in abundance....&lt;br /&gt;how did i get so lucky&lt;br /&gt;this lifetime?&lt;br /&gt;she is my karma incarnate&lt;br /&gt;good deeds paid forward&lt;br /&gt;my amen at the end of every prayer&lt;br /&gt;cheesy lines etched in the corners of my cheesy smile&lt;br /&gt;just can't help it&lt;br /&gt;checklists complete&lt;br /&gt;yet still didn't see this one coming&lt;br /&gt;God you knew i needed her&lt;br /&gt;even before she was born&lt;br /&gt;so you took your time getting her to me&lt;br /&gt;knowing perfection was at hand&lt;br /&gt;knowing the pain prepared me for understanding of self&lt;br /&gt;of her&lt;br /&gt;of love&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't change any of that....for this&lt;br /&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;kind&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;is...&lt;br /&gt;is...&lt;br /&gt;simply rare&lt;br /&gt;God you knew she needed me&lt;br /&gt;even before she was born&lt;br /&gt;so you took your time getting me to her&lt;br /&gt;knowing i needed to be ready for her greatness&lt;br /&gt;knowing she needed my kinda love&lt;br /&gt;just as much as i needed hers&lt;br /&gt;yeah,&lt;br /&gt;this kinda of love...&lt;br /&gt;i knew it would be good&lt;br /&gt;but never like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i only have one question,&lt;br /&gt;"can we embarrass the universe with our love,&lt;br /&gt;and cause even Venus to blush?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she whispers, yes baby...&lt;br /&gt;we already are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...a poem in progress...yet will never be finished (smile)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-8094933569926855326?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8094933569926855326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=8094933569926855326&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8094933569926855326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8094933569926855326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-now-always.html' title='This. Now. Always.'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1235616771048610309</id><published>2009-07-07T14:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T15:05:37.806-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GAMES'/><title type='text'>CHECK MATE</title><content type='html'>AIN'T IT FUNNY...WE HAVE THE SAME LAST NAME...BUT I WILL BE THE ONLY ONE WITH HERS...KISSES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1235616771048610309?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1235616771048610309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1235616771048610309&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1235616771048610309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1235616771048610309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/07/check-mate.html' title='CHECK MATE'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1467353842074601111</id><published>2009-07-02T11:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:21:36.261-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Once Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Skz6bYuQcpI/AAAAAAAAAms/pfKyrBYOjLc/s1600-h/first+batch+268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Skz6bYuQcpI/AAAAAAAAAms/pfKyrBYOjLc/s320/first+batch+268.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353929405436555922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for the way the Universe wraps me with its blessings daily&lt;br /&gt;--for my handsome son's 15th birthday...lil' sad about it, but i can't stop the growth...lol...size 13 shoe, towers over me...no stop the madness please!!&lt;br /&gt;--for family dinners, with the old and the new&lt;br /&gt;--for treetop love&lt;br /&gt;--for restraint&lt;br /&gt;--for the NYLO hotel...non like it...whole new experience for both of us in different ways&lt;br /&gt;--for baseball game all inclusive fun&lt;br /&gt;--for beach trips with and for "us"&lt;br /&gt;--for the way we party...lawd you think there were more of us, a tiger, and a baby in the closet lol&lt;br /&gt;--for everything new&lt;br /&gt;--for the moment i felt it go to another level&lt;br /&gt;--for the way she looks INTO me, and loves it ALL, even the not so pretty&lt;br /&gt;--for bed talks with my kids...very important to keep communication open&lt;br /&gt;--for friends who support whatever i do, even if it may be a bit tough&lt;br /&gt;--for prayer&lt;br /&gt;--for unlimited texts...didn't know what i was missing lol, but still oh so nice to hear the voice&lt;br /&gt;--for the tough times and the growing times, very close meshed&lt;br /&gt;--for pops and his new nationwide commercial&lt;br /&gt;--for our own rules&lt;br /&gt;--for living MY life&lt;br /&gt;--for one deleted check mark to stop your stupidity..still an open invitation though&lt;br /&gt;--for NeoSoul tonight...can't wait to see what they have done...so excited, plus i have missed the mic and the poets...missing home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1467353842074601111?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1467353842074601111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1467353842074601111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1467353842074601111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1467353842074601111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-again.html' title='Once Again...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Skz6bYuQcpI/AAAAAAAAAms/pfKyrBYOjLc/s72-c/first+batch+268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-3653273616508308524</id><published>2009-06-26T12:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:50:30.936-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Soooooo......PSA</title><content type='html'>Dear Anonymous,&lt;br /&gt;      i wasn't quite sure how to address this at all...should i even bother with it? should i even publish the comment made by you in the first place? at first i was, but nah i will not give you the satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the word "anonymous" has a simple definition...but i am adding another: COWARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please look that one up on your own, since you seem to have PLENTY of time on your hands anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want you "anonymous" to know this...be very careful my dear, your incognito is short-lived and pseudo...but ohhh baby_______________________(fill in the blank)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i may be an old *____* as you stated...but this old *____* is one damn sexy beautiful woman, inside and out, better than you will ever HOPE to look or be...what did your reflection say to YOU this morning? i mean besides idiot and bitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, don't let my constant smile fool ya for being all sweet and weak...whatever means you need to get in contact with me and "let's talk this over" i will get to ya real quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah...hey "anonymous" a.k.a. the COWARD, you CANNOT shake my tree, nor steal my JOY my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the effort though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until we meet again...hallelujah...holla back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;MichelleDesiree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-3653273616508308524?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3653273616508308524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=3653273616508308524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3653273616508308524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3653273616508308524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/soooooopsa.html' title='Soooooo......PSA'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5880653731092374557</id><published>2009-06-26T11:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:57:25.030-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Its A New Day...</title><content type='html'>--for God in all his/her forms&lt;br /&gt;--for this love of ours&lt;br /&gt;--for chucks, pretty girls, good laughs, good drinks, and naturals&lt;br /&gt;--for looks that could kill lol&lt;br /&gt;--for needed time away, but still missing it all...its just different kind of missing now&lt;br /&gt;--for the enormity of a wingfield's burger...and baby, i don't want to do this again lol&lt;br /&gt;--for the intellectual and the strategist&lt;br /&gt;--for the haters...hey i need 22 more before the year's end...any takers?&lt;br /&gt;--for my kids and all their awesomeness...they are hella cool indeed&lt;br /&gt;--for my baby boy's 15th bday coming up next week&lt;br /&gt;--for upcoming beach trips...and new beginnings&lt;br /&gt;--for safe havens to run to&lt;br /&gt;--for our first grocery shopping trip...lol&lt;br /&gt;--for treetop heaven&lt;br /&gt;--for realities we never expected...yes will be this way always...and we know it&lt;br /&gt;--for nudging the fledgling out the nest a bit more each day lol&lt;br /&gt;--for the humor in everyday life&lt;br /&gt;--for walking down hallways no one was allowed to, but she tore down the police tape&lt;br /&gt;--for Zeus' fists of justice&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing the greatness of MJ&lt;br /&gt;--for the lil' things that make a BIG difference&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5880653731092374557?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5880653731092374557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5880653731092374557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5880653731092374557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5880653731092374557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-new-day.html' title='Its A New Day...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1390601006294258255</id><published>2009-06-19T11:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:52:21.904-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>For Everything....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SjveTt6PyVI/AAAAAAAAAmk/PmwgPceQ2G4/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SjveTt6PyVI/AAAAAAAAAmk/PmwgPceQ2G4/s320/Sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349113412755376466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for the Creator and She...and the sweet Grace surrounding us all&lt;br /&gt;--for love in all its forms&lt;br /&gt;--for making one of the toughest decisions i have ever had to make&lt;br /&gt;--for my babies i left behind...i love you two so very much...shining stars already&lt;br /&gt;--for support from those who truly are friends, and they make it known&lt;br /&gt;--for you showing your true colors, not what i expected, but it is what it is&lt;br /&gt;--for NEVER again...i love you sis&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing that no matter how confident or strong i get, it will never be mistaken for arrogance nor will i walk on the backs of those who help me get there&lt;br /&gt;--for growing into one helluva HEALTHY woman&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing when to walk away, and when to come back&lt;br /&gt;--for one great man who loves me, understands me, loves her too, and knows that i am happy&lt;br /&gt;--for painful realizations through retrospection...but i am ok, not staying down in the muck...rising above...growing even more&lt;br /&gt;--for my Zeus, my protector...gently reminding me of how people should/shouldn't treat me&lt;br /&gt;--for Vegas baby!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;--for situations that are not easy, but we will all work it out for the better&lt;br /&gt;--for my great kids....long talks, and my "how did ya'll get so dang smart"&lt;br /&gt;--for being in her space...she loves my cooking lol&lt;br /&gt;--for the beauty and serenity of the Botanical Gardens&lt;br /&gt;--for sweet grandmothers in Whataburger drive thru's&lt;br /&gt;--for scars healing quite nicely with her gentle kisses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1390601006294258255?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1390601006294258255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1390601006294258255&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1390601006294258255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1390601006294258255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-everything.html' title='For Everything....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SjveTt6PyVI/AAAAAAAAAmk/PmwgPceQ2G4/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-170768732458301353</id><published>2009-06-17T19:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T20:12:17.790-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>This Is For You...and You...and You...oh yeah and YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SjmhlAKPc0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/R97ZFm0JRFc/s1600-h/one+of+best+weeks+ever+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SjmhlAKPc0I/AAAAAAAAAmc/R97ZFm0JRFc/s320/one+of+best+weeks+ever+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348483689549361986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--yes she is my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;--yes i am quite aware she is a woman&lt;br /&gt;--yes a HELLUVA one at that&lt;br /&gt;--yes i know there will be issues&lt;br /&gt;--no i will not run at the first sign of trouble&lt;br /&gt;--no this is not a summer romance&lt;br /&gt;--no I AM NOT playing&lt;br /&gt;--yes I AM serious&lt;br /&gt;--yes WE are quite serious&lt;br /&gt;--no i am not the same woman YOU THINK i am&lt;br /&gt;--yes you make me laugh lurking&lt;br /&gt;--yes she is smitten&lt;br /&gt;--yes i am just as smitten, if not more&lt;br /&gt;--no i did not steal her from her&lt;br /&gt;--yes she stole MY heart&lt;br /&gt;--yes HE knows&lt;br /&gt;--yes we have HIS blessing&lt;br /&gt;--no its not easy for any of us&lt;br /&gt;--no God will not condemn us...i mean He brought this together right?&lt;br /&gt;--yes my kids adore her&lt;br /&gt;--yes she adores my kids&lt;br /&gt;--no i am NOT the seductress i have been sadly labeled&lt;br /&gt;--no everything you thought i did when with her, you are incorrect&lt;br /&gt;--yes i have always cared about her&lt;br /&gt;--yes she knows i am a packaged deal&lt;br /&gt;--no i will not leave them behind this time&lt;br /&gt;--yes...again, its just THAT serious&lt;br /&gt;--yes if you would like an invitation...send me your address lol&lt;br /&gt;--yes i am in love&lt;br /&gt;--no i have never felt this...like this...in this way&lt;br /&gt;--yes SHE IS enough&lt;br /&gt;--yes i will take great and BETTER care of her&lt;br /&gt;--no its not going too fast&lt;br /&gt;--yes you should be happy for me, her, for us&lt;br /&gt;--no i don't need you...did i ever?&lt;br /&gt;--yes get out of our stuff picking it apart and go get YOUR OWN happiness&lt;br /&gt;--yes take care of YOUR OWN household pretty lady, seems your foot is in two doorways anyway&lt;br /&gt;--no you cannot shake my happiness&lt;br /&gt;--no i will not miss the phallic symbol...AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;--yes i love the haters&lt;br /&gt;--yes grow up&lt;br /&gt;--yes should of put a ring on it....like she has...hmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-170768732458301353?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/170768732458301353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=170768732458301353&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/170768732458301353'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Yes, Its Been A Hot Minute....</title><content type='html'>--for the Creator &amp; She...wrapped up in Grace...thank you for continuing to guide my steps&lt;br /&gt;--for great poetic house parties, faces i haven't seen in so long, and more interesting and funny moments&lt;br /&gt;--for tough talks...with blessings...he just wants me happy...and loves her too...'cause she brings kolaches lol&lt;br /&gt;--for this friggin' fantabulous story that is being written...started a long time ago didn't it?&lt;br /&gt;--for my kids, my kids, my kids....yeah they are pretty cool, funny, beautiful, smart, intelligent, passionate, creative....ok ok i can go on forever...very proud to be called (still) "mommy"&lt;br /&gt;--for each and every cell in her body that makes her so unique, and the rest of this time on earth to explore each&lt;br /&gt;--for hands in hair&lt;br /&gt;--for vulnerable moments, yet still feeling safe&lt;br /&gt;--for my Zeus, and the new way i look at thunder and lightening&lt;br /&gt;--for believing again in real love&lt;br /&gt;--for being able to show all my parts, without fear of judgement or abandonment&lt;br /&gt;--for our trip to Vegas...through new eyes&lt;br /&gt;--for my babies on this team...i am so proud of all the hard work, pens are wicked&lt;br /&gt;--for the passion that still burns&lt;br /&gt;--for the ones who understand sometimes i'm friend, sometimes i'm coach..and don't take advantage of either&lt;br /&gt;--for 4th story open window giggles and attacking curtains&lt;br /&gt;--for this time...being the right time...even next lifetime is jealous right now&lt;br /&gt;--for scratched records and silence....priceless...yep now ya know&lt;br /&gt;--for making plans for our future...our future...wow...yeah&lt;br /&gt;--for the comfort of 3 beautiful faces surrounding me during our mommy's bed talks...they love her just as much...&lt;br /&gt;--for mauve...and letting blue be blue lol...i am learning&lt;br /&gt;--for you and i, and our ever growing friendship...we always going to be alright this time around...sho a nice view from here&lt;br /&gt;--for still learning me and this skin i am in...peace and understanding keeps me looking young lol&lt;br /&gt;--for prayer and meditation...we must be still sometimes&lt;br /&gt;--for long lists&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-596420897891070907?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/596420897891070907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=596420897891070907&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/596420897891070907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/596420897891070907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/yes-its-been-hot-minute.html' title='Yes, Its Been A Hot Minute....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-9182199834595488248</id><published>2009-05-11T16:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:34:25.630-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Weekend of Just Being...and so grateful for it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sgi1beoTpPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/nyCRvhfsknQ/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sgi1beoTpPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/nyCRvhfsknQ/s320/123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334713242303571186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for God allowing me to be a pretty good mom&lt;br /&gt;--for prayer to get through it all&lt;br /&gt;--for one of the best Mother's Day i have ever had, my kids made me feel so beautiful and so loved&lt;br /&gt;--for my Zeus&lt;br /&gt;--for laughing until i couldn't see a damn thing..ya'll chicks is crazy&lt;br /&gt;--for hanging out with the neo/ktown crew&lt;br /&gt;--for the lil gestures of kindness...they don't go unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;--for the chivalry of a woman&lt;br /&gt;--for the knowing glances and conversations we have without uttering a word&lt;br /&gt;--for the road we have traveled pimpin'...nice to see us on the same beautiful path...how is your view from there?&lt;br /&gt;--for the people in my life...and loving the good and not so good, just loving all the parts..and hope they love me the same&lt;br /&gt;--for hair playing and watching over me&lt;br /&gt;--for lil' man wanting us to stay one more day&lt;br /&gt;--for fly azzz poets and their words...just enjoy sitting back and watching&lt;br /&gt;--for new territory in my love life...who knew...'cause i didn't see it coming&lt;br /&gt;--for this lifetime possibilities&lt;br /&gt;--for time with my mom...i am getting there&lt;br /&gt;--for brutal honesty...even with myself&lt;br /&gt;--for you up and down the highway 3 weeks in a row...amazing you are&lt;br /&gt;--for everything being so damn natural and comfortable between us&lt;br /&gt;--for trying really hard to stay in my lane, but girl must admit you are so good at what you do&lt;br /&gt;--for loving this skin i am in...and the new dresses which grace this fluffy beautiful frame&lt;br /&gt;--for seeing more and more the Goddess within&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-9182199834595488248?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/9182199834595488248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=9182199834595488248&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/9182199834595488248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/9182199834595488248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-of-just-beingand-so-grateful.html' title='Weekend of Just Being...and so grateful for it'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sgi1beoTpPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/nyCRvhfsknQ/s72-c/123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1451889953968717519</id><published>2009-05-04T16:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T16:23:53.600-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>Fierce!!  B. Scott</title><content type='html'>just watch...you might receive a blessing...at least a hell yes for sure!!&lt;br /&gt;watch the whole thing too please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yrnhFoPpBmE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=it&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yrnhFoPpBmE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=it&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1451889953968717519?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1451889953968717519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1451889953968717519&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1451889953968717519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1451889953968717519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/fierce-b-scott.html' title='Fierce!!  B. Scott'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4649228222165099491</id><published>2009-04-30T17:15:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:30:05.466-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>It's A New Day...</title><content type='html'>--for the love, patience, and grace given unconditionally daily by the He/She&lt;br /&gt;--for the love, patience, and understanding i give myself daily...just not always unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing when to speak up and when to remain quiet&lt;br /&gt;--for talks because we have come a long way&lt;br /&gt;--for possibilities&lt;br /&gt;--for you reaching out to me, and me being there to catch you&lt;br /&gt;--for best girlfriends and guyfriends...and getting it right this time&lt;br /&gt;--for getting to know me just a lil' bit more&lt;br /&gt;--for my kids and spring missing me&lt;br /&gt;--for keeping it real between us&lt;br /&gt;--for roses, partner in crime, and crawfish boils...im still grinning&lt;br /&gt;--for the smile you put on my face daily...you make me giggle ms lady&lt;br /&gt;--for hard talks with you, but necessary and we got through it &lt;br /&gt;--for you not being my "it", but not settling and taking someone else's opportunity for you to be their "it"...enjoyed our time&lt;br /&gt;--for loving these 40's..it will get even better&lt;br /&gt;--for peace within self&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4649228222165099491?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-3018071830726136871</id><published>2009-04-22T11:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:59:50.919-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing prompts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he teaches me well how to hate him, and loves me more for it&lt;br /&gt;he teaches me well how to love him, and hates me more for it&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i can mindfuck you to satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;with each flick of my tongue&lt;br /&gt;using my metaphors as dreamy pillows&lt;br /&gt;and my similes to keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i gave you the name Morgan Michelle&lt;br /&gt;because a piece of me died with you&lt;br /&gt;before you could take one single breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one hand a tight fist, the other 5 lil fingers spread open&lt;br /&gt;as if holding on and letting go simultaneously&lt;br /&gt;to the umbilical cord that binded us both no longer&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;this is me...deal with it!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;my stomach bloats from all the bones i had to swallow&lt;br /&gt;closets were overflowing&lt;br /&gt;and the walls were beginning to talk back&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;i see him&lt;br /&gt;struggling&lt;br /&gt;everyday&lt;br /&gt;trying &lt;br /&gt;to become the man&lt;br /&gt;his father never was&lt;br /&gt;trying&lt;br /&gt;to become the man&lt;br /&gt;his mother birthed him to be&lt;br /&gt;but his instruction book disintegrated at the age of 15&lt;br /&gt;the exact moment she took her last breath&lt;br /&gt;he&lt;br /&gt;running through the streets so fast&lt;br /&gt;trying to go back to the moments before&lt;br /&gt;before cancer no longer dined on her body&lt;br /&gt;before the children said "where's mommy?"&lt;br /&gt;his efforts proved futile&lt;br /&gt;still&lt;br /&gt;he has been searching for his best friend ever since&lt;br /&gt;in every laugh&lt;br /&gt;in every tear&lt;br /&gt;in every memory burned into his cortex&lt;br /&gt;like panoramic views&lt;br /&gt;God can be cruel sometimes to a teenage boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-3018071830726136871?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3018071830726136871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=3018071830726136871&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3018071830726136871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3018071830726136871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-teaches-me-well-how-to-hate-him-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2548238456149727732</id><published>2009-04-20T10:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T10:48:48.506-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel snyder'/><title type='text'>Muse...</title><content type='html'>...lose yourself in dreamy days. close your eyes and turn off the rooftop chatter and let your thoughts wander with the ease of a feather floating on a warm summer breeze. wonder as you wander. muse away the afternoon awash in fantasy. go in and out of this and that and nothing in particular. follow a bumblebee into the heart of a blossom and see where it takes you. imagine your own trip to Wonderland, your journey to the deepest center of Inner Earth, your flight on angel wings. climb onto the soft and silky back of a unicorn and be carried far away to that unknown place where rainbows live between the rains. call your uses to your side. let them hold your hands and whisper words in your ears and breathe into your being the sweet, holy breath of inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;--from Rachel Snyder's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;365 Words of Well-Being For Women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2548238456149727732?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2548238456149727732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2548238456149727732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2548238456149727732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2548238456149727732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/04/muse.html' title='Muse...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-7308048749146335589</id><published>2009-04-16T10:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:02:50.081-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>It Is What It Is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sedytg1-s5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/gnZrcolHYTQ/s1600-h/meditation.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sedytg1-s5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/gnZrcolHYTQ/s320/meditation.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325351210624922514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for evening and morning "thank you's" for my life and all who are in it...guide my feet&lt;br /&gt;--for my 3 and their laughter...incredible watching them grow&lt;br /&gt;--for an incredible birthday present...i mean just yummy...can i have some more?&lt;br /&gt;--for a much needed retreat...everything from thumb antics to bowling strikes with interest&lt;br /&gt;--for reconnections...we been waiting a long time huh?&lt;br /&gt;--for soldier's safe homecoming&lt;br /&gt;--for butterflies and bees in springtime &lt;br /&gt;--for seeing the most beautiful man i have ever seen...seriously had me talking outloud...Dhani Jones...my goodness thank you for creating HIM!&lt;br /&gt;--for conference IM's that make you almost pee in your pants with laughter&lt;br /&gt;--for vanilla ice cream with sliced fresh strawberries...so simple/so yummy&lt;br /&gt;--for the gift of new glass pipes...thank you, will be put to good use i promise&lt;br /&gt;--for feeling vulnerable and safe&lt;br /&gt;--for baby pics and reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;--for seeing the growth of a woman poet, i know will be a name of record, and one i call friend&lt;br /&gt;--for seeing you slam again...you were toooo dang cute&lt;br /&gt;--for apologies after heated arguments...growth&lt;br /&gt;--for Paper Bear&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing, or at least trying to know, when to let go and when to hold on&lt;br /&gt;--for seeing and reading how you are stripping away the layers...i got you sis&lt;br /&gt;--for hands in my hair&lt;br /&gt;--for the power in the simplicity of a kind word&lt;br /&gt;--for understanding of self...just a lil bit odd&lt;br /&gt;--for lakeside kungfu movies in the making&lt;br /&gt;--for simply complicated moments&lt;br /&gt;--for the reason i love the color mauve&lt;br /&gt;--for forgiving officers&lt;br /&gt;--for opening up just a bit more to the possibilities of "I"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-7308048749146335589?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7308048749146335589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=7308048749146335589&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7308048749146335589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7308048749146335589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-what-it-is.html' title='It Is What It Is....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sedytg1-s5I/AAAAAAAAAmM/gnZrcolHYTQ/s72-c/meditation.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-505315799934547843</id><published>2009-04-09T11:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:31:08.403-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>41 Reasons...and Facts about Shelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sd5a__O6PBI/AAAAAAAAAmE/DBg2QsqCDL8/s1600-h/surreal_art_131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sd5a__O6PBI/AAAAAAAAAmE/DBg2QsqCDL8/s320/surreal_art_131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322791864950733842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i still search for God in all its forms, for there is not just one way nor one true/right religion...i try to wrap myself in He/She daily&lt;br /&gt;2. my beautiful children, has been a learning experience...can't believe they are almost adults now...i think i did okay. &lt;br /&gt;3. my male best friend who has been by my side pretty much my entire adult life. my rock, my foundation...what does life have in store for us now?&lt;br /&gt;4. the relationship with my girl most don't get...you know what?...we don't care, 'cause we understand one another...even have our own language lol&lt;br /&gt;5. i know how far i have come, despite what i have been through...if you truly knew my story...&lt;br /&gt;6. loving this skin i am in finally, because i never use to&lt;br /&gt;7. nobody has to tell me i am a good person or that i am one helluva woman...i know&lt;br /&gt;8. i have loved, in one way or another, some amazing people...each one teaching me a lil bit more about me...no room for regrets&lt;br /&gt;9. i am a pretty creative person when i just let go&lt;br /&gt;10. poetry..so much to say to you, for you turned my life upside down and recreated me&lt;br /&gt;11. found my voice May 2004...and i ain't shutup yet&lt;br /&gt;12. i am starting to see my mother for the woman she needs me to see, a lil' more each day...i'm at least trying&lt;br /&gt;13. it hurts like hell peeling away the layers, but necessary to find the authenticity of I&lt;br /&gt;14. i still get severe stage fright everytime i hit the mic, breathing and prayer works wonders&lt;br /&gt;15. i am quite aware of the power of this voice of mine, just hope folks truly hear me&lt;br /&gt;16. this heart of mine is worn out, from giving it away so much...but hey, i keep pretty ribbons, thread, stickers, bandages, glitter, and glue to keep it together&lt;br /&gt;17. i see things in other realms...really i do&lt;br /&gt;18. i am odd and quirky, but i love that fact about myself&lt;br /&gt;19. i am an Aries strong...and i do use my horns&lt;br /&gt;20. i have a split personality, i joke about it, but its true&lt;br /&gt;21. i am stronger than i give my self credit for&lt;br /&gt;22. i still struggle with the negative talk, which has caused me to miss out on many opportunities&lt;br /&gt;23. my insatiable sexual appetite (as sc once called it) gets me in trouble sometimes...ah but makes for great memories lol...don't judge...sexuality can be freeing...just keep it safe&lt;br /&gt;24. my cooking skills will keep you satisfied...love the comfort foods&lt;br /&gt;25. i got so much to do and still so much to own up to...pray for me&lt;br /&gt;26. my grandmother was/still is one of the most important influences in/on my life...she was a trailblazer&lt;br /&gt;27. i carry a lot of guilt i wasn't around as much in her last years&lt;br /&gt;28. i enjoy making others feel good...whatever and however that may be...brings me satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;29. i have a fetish for cherry cobbler and chocolate...no not together lol&lt;br /&gt;30. my family is very important to me, somewhat quite traditional in that matter&lt;br /&gt;31. i really love being me&lt;br /&gt;32. all i want is "that kinda love"...such a hopeless romantic i am&lt;br /&gt;33. you &amp; i have been to hell and back, so this view from here is quite nice lately...you my dear have taught me so much about myself in a weird kinda way, may not talk on the phone much or hang out...but i know you got me, and i got you...even in our separate lanes lol&lt;br /&gt;34. i am not living up to my potential...very aware of this&lt;br /&gt;35. i hold onto people much longer than what their season is suppose to be&lt;br /&gt;36. there is a specific reason(s) i am here, and i think it has to do with healing in someway through words...praying to find it soon&lt;br /&gt;37. the older i get, the less time i have for bs and the people who speak it...next!&lt;br /&gt;38. i have to be very careful about who i let in my space, believe the fact they can leave their essence on you, whether neg or pos. and not everyone has the best intentions&lt;br /&gt;39. i have got to stop trying to heal the men in my life...especially if they don't want it or too afraid to want it...but i'm still here for them...just got to figure out how to separate the two&lt;br /&gt;40. meditation and prayer are necessary&lt;br /&gt;41. damn...i...am...41...years...old....now what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Sd5a__O6PBI/AAAAAAAAAmE/DBg2QsqCDL8/s72-c/surreal_art_131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-7363902722025991907</id><published>2009-03-20T09:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:49:38.350-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Eternally...</title><content type='html'>--for the Universe &amp; the Creator, allowing me to exist within this realm&lt;br /&gt;--for whispers and thumps on the head&lt;br /&gt;--for great friends&lt;br /&gt;--for music for the ears...real stuff&lt;br /&gt;--for hearing Maya Azucena live...Goddess incarnate&lt;br /&gt;--for talking briefly to Brother Ali...such a humble man&lt;br /&gt;--for fun neo nights&lt;br /&gt;--for phone calls from across the waters...they still are okay..and will be home soon&lt;br /&gt;--for the young men of Thurman House&lt;br /&gt;--for my girl, as of today, is ranked 11th @ WOWPS&lt;br /&gt;--for hanging out with my male best friend...my rock&lt;br /&gt;--for mischievous eyes and smiles&lt;br /&gt;--for you getting in the slam away from home...no matter the outcome, proud of ya&lt;br /&gt;--for freeness...thanks angie and hustle&lt;br /&gt;--for the goodness of life in every breath...even through storms, breathe it in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-7363902722025991907?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7363902722025991907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=7363902722025991907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7363902722025991907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7363902722025991907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/03/eternally.html' title='Eternally...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1785293003363959070</id><published>2009-03-10T13:01:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:35:17.701-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing prompts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Lion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SbbM6tprqJI/AAAAAAAAAl8/VfEQs27ZVwE/s1600-h/draper5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SbbM6tprqJI/AAAAAAAAAl8/VfEQs27ZVwE/s320/draper5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311658119588980882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought you would show&lt;br /&gt;nevermind stay&lt;br /&gt;but you do&lt;br /&gt;even when i don't&lt;br /&gt;forgive me...please&lt;br /&gt;for they know not what they do&lt;br /&gt;these personalities split&lt;br /&gt;the child,&lt;br /&gt;needing mother&lt;br /&gt;to keep the nightlight on&lt;br /&gt;close creaking closet doors&lt;br /&gt;check under beds for the boogie man i have become&lt;br /&gt;the man,&lt;br /&gt;needing a solid path &lt;br /&gt;often walking all over you&lt;br /&gt;showing the way to greener pastures&lt;br /&gt;though i bring so much shit&lt;br /&gt;the genius,&lt;br /&gt;who struggles with normalcy&lt;br /&gt;and can't quite figure out why 1+1 should only remain 2&lt;br /&gt;the hustler,&lt;br /&gt;needing his ride to die chick &lt;br /&gt;to watch his back&lt;br /&gt;when he doesn't even have his own &lt;br /&gt;yet, you stay &lt;br /&gt;being all these things and more&lt;br /&gt;all awhile i walk through many doors&lt;br /&gt;leaving you on the otherside standing in my rain&lt;br /&gt;knocking gently&lt;br /&gt;who gave you all those keys allowing these skeletons to stir? &lt;br /&gt;i am not ready for reprieve&lt;br /&gt;why are you so comfortable on this stage,&lt;br /&gt;with no spotlight &lt;br /&gt;except for the one i need beamed on me?&lt;br /&gt;let me hide within the wings of you&lt;br /&gt;you...&lt;br /&gt;don't allow me to continue&lt;br /&gt;rewrite these lines splitting my tongue, &lt;br /&gt;injuring you&lt;br /&gt;while the love notes i once wrote&lt;br /&gt;get lodged between baby teeth&lt;br /&gt;they can't stand the sweetness&lt;br /&gt;decaying the truth i cannot speak&lt;br /&gt;but don't stop searching for me within those reflective eyes&lt;br /&gt;those eyes&lt;br /&gt;its hard looking there sometimes&lt;br /&gt;within the truth that freckles your irises&lt;br /&gt;it must be what you hold onto&lt;br /&gt;what you keep screaming at me with your precious puzzling prescence&lt;br /&gt;though i only allow me to listen to your heartbroken smile&lt;br /&gt;i want my kisses to prop up those sweet corners&lt;br /&gt;run free through your forgiving lips to speak the truth of me&lt;br /&gt;make me believe in me &lt;br /&gt;i understand if can't take anymore &lt;br /&gt;for i hang heavy on your wing torned shoulders&lt;br /&gt;shake me off and back into your arms&lt;br /&gt;i pray often in the name of ganja&lt;br /&gt;you will not forsake me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in progress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1785293003363959070?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SbbM6tprqJI/AAAAAAAAAl8/VfEQs27ZVwE/s72-c/draper5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5936384550304624467</id><published>2009-03-06T13:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:17:38.693-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Grateful....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SbGEgGRi-3I/AAAAAAAAAl0/Fav-F1Wky-M/s1600-h/n540763668_650636_3996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SbGEgGRi-3I/AAAAAAAAAl0/Fav-F1Wky-M/s320/n540763668_650636_3996.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310171122621414258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for the mornings and late evening private time i have with the universe...keeps me grounded and continuously grateful&lt;br /&gt;--for the woman i am becoming&lt;br /&gt;--for the women in my life and their own growth, no matter how small they may think it is..it is still growth&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing when to be the peacemaker, and when to stay in my damn lane&lt;br /&gt;--for admiring you from afar...more than i will ever admit or flirt with you about&lt;br /&gt;--for the 3rd round being all women...and bringing new life to old shiznitt&lt;br /&gt;--for laughing at the game of slam poetry...it does NOT DEFINE ME, or who i am as a poet&lt;br /&gt;--for loving the open mics, and all that it brings...craziness included&lt;br /&gt;--for old faces returning&lt;br /&gt;--for the fluidity of my pen lately...and OMG of my fellow poetic family...makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;--for from across the seas phone calls to let me know you are okay still&lt;br /&gt;--for phone calls to just to say hey...you know that space is always there for you..its just best now the way it is&lt;br /&gt;--for the path that is leading me into unknown territory&lt;br /&gt;--for the beauty of the 3 i call my babies...blessed to be their mommy...but i really need for them to stop growing up lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5936384550304624467?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5936384550304624467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5936384550304624467&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5936384550304624467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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snyder'/><title type='text'>Move...</title><content type='html'>...your address, your body, your bookshelf. &lt;strong&gt;shake out anything in your life that's rusty, stiff, or stuck and get it into motion.&lt;/strong&gt; take a walk, take a hike, take a &lt;em&gt;step away from stagnating jobs, relationships, and life patterns. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;change perspective&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;move closer to people who meet you with authenticity and who nourish your wildest dreams&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;move away from everybody else. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you don't have to move mountains; shifting a single pebble can work wonders.&lt;/em&gt; make your move--&lt;strong&gt;any move&lt;/strong&gt;--now. &lt;strong&gt;if you wait until you have more money, more security, more grace, more anything, you'll never move anywhere at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--from Rachel Snyder's &lt;em&gt;365 Words of Well-Being for Women&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am dancing in the rain, as well as, the sunshine...i am moving!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2109276919948038102?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2109276919948038102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2109276919948038102&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2109276919948038102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2109276919948038102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/03/move_03.html' title='Move...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-3550607919574386668</id><published>2009-03-02T00:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T01:50:35.043-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel snyder'/><title type='text'>Mentor...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;strong&gt;take another woman under your wing and help her learn to fly.share what you know&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;em&gt;and how you learned it. show her whom to watch out for--and precisely why. lead her through an initiation&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;guide her through the pitfalls you've already survived. tell her what she'll never read in the manual&lt;/strong&gt;. maybe she's younger than you, maybe she's not. maybe she reminds you of you, maybe she doesn't. maybe she's your daughter. mentor her through high school, through college, through her Ph.D. mentor her into business, into government, into the theater. &lt;em&gt;stay close enough to hold her gently by the arm if she needs it--and far enough away to giver her room to fall if she must&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;tell her you believe in her and you want to see her soar&lt;/strong&gt;. watch her eyes become big and wide--and wonder why they call it &lt;em&gt;men&lt;/em&gt;tor, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;--from Rachel Snyder's &lt;em&gt;365 Words of Well-Being for Women&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am aware of my role amongst the young women i surround myself with...i see so much of them in me, and i have learned so much from them. i do believe as an older woman (good lawd), it is part of the authenticity of coming into one self, to be a mentor for the ones coming up.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had someone to show me the way...i pray i do well and teach well, though many times i am in no position to do so...but i must&lt;br /&gt;peace &amp; blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way...spend more time holding one another up, instead of tearing each other down please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-3550607919574386668?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3550607919574386668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=3550607919574386668&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3550607919574386668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3550607919574386668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/03/mentor.html' title='Mentor...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4312539928493032341</id><published>2009-03-01T12:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T12:34:33.107-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel snyder'/><title type='text'>Mend...</title><content type='html'>...when things are frayed and torn, mend them. mend yourself when you've come apart at the seams. &lt;strong&gt;put your pieces back together with a steady, patient stitch.&lt;/strong&gt; sit down in a comfy chair with that basket of clothes and mend them. bring out your threads and needles and buttons. listen to Lena Horne while you mend. put the pieces back together. mend a relationship that stretched until it couldn't stretch anymore. mend your broken heart. piece together all the beautiful squares and circles and diamonds that you are. find how your mothering self and your child self, your business self and your artistic self can all fit together in a colorful, integrated whole. like a patchwork quilt. mend that ancient rift in your family. make amends. &lt;strong&gt;mend that hole where you let parts of yourself be sucked away time and time again.&lt;/strong&gt; amend your agreements with people as you change and as they change. before you reach an end, take time to mend.&lt;br /&gt;---from &lt;em&gt;365 Words of Well-Being for Women &lt;/em&gt;by Rachel Snyder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it is quite important, we do this with ourselves on a regular basis. we, others, and the world often tear at us for whatever reason...most days leaving us in pieces, barely breathing, barely living. &lt;br /&gt;now what?&lt;br /&gt;you keep breathing, eventually you will catch your breath&lt;br /&gt;you keep stitching, maybe stronger threads this time&lt;br /&gt;you keep loving...yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4312539928493032341?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4312539928493032341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4312539928493032341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SaRx0exRzBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/N_3BaZw1Lio/s1600-h/3184683204_9fbd063e93.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SaRx0exRzBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/N_3BaZw1Lio/s320/3184683204_9fbd063e93.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306491407376174098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what lines, from your partner's piece, spoke to you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Powder's lines"...we bravely injected chaos into our normally ordered lives&lt;br /&gt;and with it&lt;br /&gt;the prospect of all that is random&lt;br /&gt;including love..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pieces&lt;br /&gt;puzzled&lt;br /&gt;trying to fit securely next to the one missing&lt;br /&gt;or is it lost?&lt;br /&gt;forgotten?&lt;br /&gt;swept in dusty corners&lt;br /&gt;collecting cobwebs&lt;br /&gt;waiting to spin a new story to capture&lt;br /&gt;entwined with sticky heartstring wrappings&lt;br /&gt;save this juicy morsel for another empty day&lt;br /&gt;when hunger pains echo in the chambers&lt;br /&gt;reverberating the walls&lt;br /&gt;knowing you have just eaten&lt;br /&gt;yet remain unsatisfied&lt;br /&gt;peirce the succulence&lt;br /&gt;allow the fangs to bite down slowly&lt;br /&gt;into each level of injected chaos&lt;br /&gt;urgency to burn&lt;br /&gt;and release itself in twisted veins of no return&lt;br /&gt;to find its way back home&lt;br /&gt;wipe your mud ladden boots on the course matt &lt;br /&gt;lying outside this creaking door of pandora's box&lt;br /&gt;wipe again&lt;br /&gt;since all that gritty dirt likes to cling to the undertones&lt;br /&gt;feel it though&lt;br /&gt;misshape the order&lt;br /&gt;make it unrecognizable&lt;br /&gt;so not to see it creeping up on you&lt;br /&gt;like the paper lions roaring from these pens.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piece took a turn, not quite sure if fits properly..pieces, puzzled lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4994245364014978513?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4994245364014978513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4994245364014978513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4994245364014978513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4994245364014978513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-lines-from-your-partners-piece.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SaRx0exRzBI/AAAAAAAAAlk/N_3BaZw1Lio/s72-c/3184683204_9fbd063e93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-7171422053472537152</id><published>2009-02-23T13:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:20:40.098-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing prompts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>grab a scrabble letter out of a bag. think of word that starts with that letter, and commit to it. write 25 lines with that word starting the sentence, you have 10 minutes. don't use the obvious use of the word. then pick 4 that speak to you the most, and use those 4 sentences in a piece. (20 minutes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my letter: s&lt;br /&gt;first word thought of: satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satisfaction moans lies across her lips as gentle as a midnight breeze&lt;br /&gt;promising this time--difference--&lt;br /&gt;newly repaired wings offer newly constructed paths&lt;br /&gt;both still wet and fresh with anticipation&lt;br /&gt;satisfaction tastes each morsel of thee &lt;br /&gt;slowly&lt;br /&gt;running its tongue &lt;br /&gt;cautiously &lt;br /&gt;along the jagged edges of contentment&lt;br /&gt;daring nervous giggles to laugh authentically&lt;br /&gt;with head thrown back into past&lt;br /&gt;arms stretched wide around now&lt;br /&gt;for if one satisfies the child inside the woman&lt;br /&gt;she will always remain faithful to the lion&lt;br /&gt;which dwells in the cavernous jungle&lt;br /&gt;needing freedom from caged birds with no 1/2 beat tunes&lt;br /&gt;sing girl&lt;br /&gt;sing&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;satisfaction drips from atomic pens piercing holes through concrete writer's block&lt;br /&gt;as night falls&lt;br /&gt;and pillows call&lt;br /&gt;ignoring the obvious&lt;br /&gt;as amber-colored satisfaction crept over God's eyelids&lt;br /&gt;no blinking this time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-7171422053472537152?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7171422053472537152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=7171422053472537152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7171422053472537152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>he remains a loaded roulette&lt;br /&gt;dancing with suicidal play&lt;br /&gt;knows his role well with others&lt;br /&gt;yet searches for forgotten lines &lt;br /&gt;with her&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;zion woman in waiting&lt;br /&gt;praying she does not lose her own salvation&lt;br /&gt;trying to save apathy&lt;br /&gt;welcomes the holywar&lt;br /&gt;allowing his scriptures thrusted upon her&lt;br /&gt;beckoning lips cry to be fed&lt;br /&gt;while hands loop around full back arched &lt;br /&gt;cavernous navels seeking echoes to capture&lt;br /&gt;he keeps his secrets there&lt;br /&gt;wrapped around cords rhythmically pulsating satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;finds the point of entry with rim licking tongue&lt;br /&gt;greedily drinking fertile nectar&lt;br /&gt;life is here in this womb&lt;br /&gt;not the kind one may think&lt;br /&gt;but his seeds mingle with the God within&lt;br /&gt;his place of rest since she first begat him in thought&lt;br /&gt;he needs this heaven &lt;br /&gt;yet gambles lustfully with familiar strangers&lt;br /&gt;who desire not to hold his heart kindly&lt;br /&gt;its better that way....&lt;br /&gt;praying he will never throw snake eyes&lt;br /&gt;or worse remain alone&lt;br /&gt;at least in those few lingering chaotic moments &lt;br /&gt;defending his honor&lt;br /&gt;between sheets of divinity&lt;br /&gt;he can burst through self-inflicted walls&lt;br /&gt;slide his fingers in between cracking foundations&lt;br /&gt;to bury the bloated feeling of death&lt;br /&gt;his brittle wounds are invisible to the naked eye&lt;br /&gt;but she sees him well&lt;br /&gt;stuttering his eyelids like drifting butterflies&lt;br /&gt;with no petals to rest upon&lt;br /&gt;so she offers hers&lt;br /&gt;jasmine infused vines &lt;br /&gt;to wrap their healing sweetness around his cracking frame&lt;br /&gt;binding his splitting atoms.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working on this too...please feedback...does it flow well? make sense? blah blah blah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-7869355163802091903?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7869355163802091903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=7869355163802091903&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7869355163802091903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7869355163802091903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/loaded-roulette.html' title='loaded roulette'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4849874773715638120</id><published>2009-02-16T16:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:12:17.819-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after the previous exercise was completed and read out loud, folks were paired up then had to read their piece again to one another...whatever line or word spoke to you, write it down...had 20ish minutes to write on those lines...and use in any way, shape, form, or emotion.&lt;br /&gt;the words "bruised but strong. tattered but stronger. alive and healing," spoke to me from bfran's piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carry the weight of me unevenly&lt;br /&gt;heart shifting from degrees of seperation&lt;br /&gt;from choice one day&lt;br /&gt;legacy others&lt;br /&gt;but most days i struggle with the duplicity of both&lt;br /&gt;pulled in two different directions&lt;br /&gt;minduful logic stares down at instinct&lt;br /&gt;they too want to pull their share&lt;br /&gt;insides twisted&lt;br /&gt;memories pluck out my eyeballs&lt;br /&gt;so not to be seen in dreamscapes&lt;br /&gt;even in lullabies you can catch glimpses of me&lt;br /&gt;playing hide-n-seek with open wrists &lt;br /&gt;trying to release the poison of mother may i's&lt;br /&gt;and dodgeball whoopings&lt;br /&gt;grandmother's ealy morning redemption humming&lt;br /&gt;often stitch these fautlines close&lt;br /&gt;thick sav kisses greased and soften the pain&lt;br /&gt;i often pierce the keloid risings&lt;br /&gt;to hear the vibration of her voice trapped inside&lt;br /&gt;the last time i heard her whisper&lt;br /&gt;"i have no more blood to give, these walls are getting thin&lt;br /&gt;and your depression is not foundation&lt;br /&gt;rebuild&lt;br /&gt;since you cannot put in a change of address card&lt;br /&gt;criss-cross the sinuous you &lt;br /&gt;to build stronger branches to hold yourself up&lt;br /&gt;stand on your own shoulders&lt;br /&gt;to see out of the peep hole of self discovery&lt;br /&gt;nurture the seedlings which you thought forsaken&lt;br /&gt;allow the offshoots to grow wildly without and within you&lt;br /&gt;wrapping themselves around the weak spots&lt;br /&gt;and filling in the gaps&lt;br /&gt;its not about falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;but what you do with the pieces you still have left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4849874773715638120?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4849874773715638120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4849874773715638120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4849874773715638120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4849874773715638120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-previous-exercise-was-completed.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-8824389597092737526</id><published>2009-02-16T14:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T15:40:46.195-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Contemplative</title><content type='html'>one word written in the middle of a poster board, 4 words extend from main word, then more words built off each word added...there are infinite possibilities....then write a poem just looking at the words on the board...again the possibilities are infinite.&lt;br /&gt;word in the middle was 'contemplative'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contemplative journey &lt;br /&gt;carries great distance across broken bridges burning&lt;br /&gt;but through fire&lt;br /&gt;comes renewal and a rebirth&lt;br /&gt;bruised ashes become the words pouring from the ends of fractured quills&lt;br /&gt;revealing chalk outlines of a poet &lt;br /&gt;hidden&lt;br /&gt;built within patchworked scars of the hand that rocks the pen&lt;br /&gt;seeing multiplicities of personalities&lt;br /&gt;within turmoil of relfections from vivid white sheets of chaotic whispering paper&lt;br /&gt;God stares back from reference points of truth&lt;br /&gt;screaming from the margins&lt;br /&gt;where the heart bleeds from lead poison&lt;br /&gt;etching lines to feel the burn &lt;br /&gt;to bare witness to silence&lt;br /&gt;finally&lt;br /&gt;being&lt;br /&gt;heard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-8824389597092737526?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8824389597092737526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=8824389597092737526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8824389597092737526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8824389597092737526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/contemplative.html' title='Contemplative'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2994254658016743049</id><published>2009-02-14T13:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T13:41:43.669-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture of the day'/><title type='text'>Happy Love Day...Hope You Feel It Every Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SZcd8N1hj8I/AAAAAAAAAlU/3xSo1zOq4Xk/s1600-h/th_aaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SZcd8N1hj8I/AAAAAAAAAlU/3xSo1zOq4Xk/s320/th_aaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302740006595563458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2994254658016743049?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2994254658016743049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2994254658016743049&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2994254658016743049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2994254658016743049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-love-dayhope-you-feel-it-every.html' title='Happy Love Day...Hope You Feel It Every Day'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SZcd8N1hj8I/AAAAAAAAAlU/3xSo1zOq4Xk/s72-c/th_aaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-6808271626248471285</id><published>2009-02-13T17:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:01:43.888-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>For The Love of Just Simply Being Grateful....</title><content type='html'>--for my son, for my son, for my son&lt;br /&gt;--for all the prayers and well wishes from family and friends..i am humbled&lt;br /&gt;--for the Creator &amp; She watching over us all&lt;br /&gt;--for God being kind&lt;br /&gt;--for speaking my mind to him, but out of love...its all about choices&lt;br /&gt;--for wanting him to look forward, not backward...i know its scary, but it will be worth it in the long run&lt;br /&gt;--for an amazing neo soul night...its been incredible lately...though i don't need a crowd to love my neo&lt;br /&gt;--for truth on the mic&lt;br /&gt;--for you just showing up out the blue, the kiss on the neck...tink missed you&lt;br /&gt;--for loving this skin i am in&lt;br /&gt;--for the lightness in my feet, but still grounded&lt;br /&gt;--for not sweating the small stuff...such a waste of energy&lt;br /&gt;--for my best friend who gets me like no other...i know others don't get us...but who cares...we do&lt;br /&gt;--for him stepping out on faith, may have not gone like you wanted it to...but you DID IT!!&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing sometimes life doesn't pan out the way we would like...these are the times we hold on tight to one another...sisterhood...and family&lt;br /&gt;--for the incredible women i know, have known, and have yet to meet&lt;br /&gt;--for this heart of mine...it is vast and deep, and so forgiving..it is me&lt;br /&gt;--for new words flowing from many pens&lt;br /&gt;--for family...all sorts and flavors...blood and non...prick me and i will bleed for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-6808271626248471285?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6808271626248471285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=6808271626248471285&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6808271626248471285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6808271626248471285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-love-of-just-simply-being-grateful.html' title='For The Love of Just Simply Being Grateful....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1781958867613315597</id><published>2009-02-09T13:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:55:51.494-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Skeletons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SZCKG4qlXII/AAAAAAAAAlM/fdqNFMYiqZg/s1600-h/dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SZCKG4qlXII/AAAAAAAAAlM/fdqNFMYiqZg/s320/dreams.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300888612309916802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see me&lt;br /&gt;through thin skin of translucent truths&lt;br /&gt;i am not perfect&lt;br /&gt;so i stitch the corners of my mouth just a lil' tighter&lt;br /&gt;to keep the skeletons at bay&lt;br /&gt;for they &lt;br /&gt;they want to dance&lt;br /&gt;want to dance on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;scrap their skin along the backs of my chipped teeth&lt;br /&gt;on the way out of my lips&lt;br /&gt;dribble down my chin&lt;br /&gt;then across my neck&lt;br /&gt;to remind me&lt;br /&gt;at any moment&lt;br /&gt;they can kill me&lt;br /&gt;sit upon drooping shoulders momentarily&lt;br /&gt;chipping away at the heaviness&lt;br /&gt;pierce deep into forgiving bleeding heart&lt;br /&gt;where tattered ribbons dangle&lt;br /&gt;with names written backwards&lt;br /&gt;so you will always see you where you belong&lt;br /&gt;whether coming or going&lt;br /&gt;nestle themselves within an empty womb&lt;br /&gt;for even skeletons need dance partners&lt;br /&gt;and bigger floors to dance upon&lt;br /&gt;come screaming through my lips&lt;br /&gt;oozing across inner thighs of just needing to be loved&lt;br /&gt;pooling at my feet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working on it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1781958867613315597?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1781958867613315597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1781958867613315597&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1781958867613315597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1781958867613315597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/skeletons.html' title='Skeletons'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SZCKG4qlXII/AAAAAAAAAlM/fdqNFMYiqZg/s72-c/dreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-301893949393290782</id><published>2009-02-08T23:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:52:16.634-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will scream my prayers into the sky&lt;br /&gt;until it pounds on heaven's door&lt;br /&gt;until the devil himself weeps&lt;br /&gt;for he too, cannot stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will scream my prayers into the heavens&lt;br /&gt;until they make Jesus' ears bleed&lt;br /&gt;let His blood rain down&lt;br /&gt;and cover my son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and they did, and they do&lt;br /&gt;thank you family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-301893949393290782?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/301893949393290782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=301893949393290782&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/301893949393290782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/301893949393290782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-scream-my-prayers-into-sky-until.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5835354066318666202</id><published>2009-02-06T16:32:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:02:09.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kameron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Don't Sweat The Small Stuff....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SYzBZnEstiI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Z1ghlcMYw-s/s1600-h/Kamerons_Skull.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SYzBZnEstiI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Z1ghlcMYw-s/s320/Kamerons_Skull.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299823507237811746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not quite sure how to deal with all of these emotions i am still having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could of lost my baby&lt;br /&gt;i could of lost my baby&lt;br /&gt;i could of lost my child&lt;br /&gt;i could of lost my son&lt;br /&gt;i could of lost my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the power of prayer is a mighty thing&lt;br /&gt;the power of prayer is awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami you are so loved by so many ( i don't think he will ever know just how many folks all over were praying for him)...my deepest thank you's...He heard all of you it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have you still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has nothing to do with luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had to have a frontal cranialotimy for elevation and repair of a compound commuted, depressed frontal skull fracture...whew &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have forgiven the other teenager who did this...i still have my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his brain membrane was torn too, and also has some frontal lobe bruising, but he is all Kameron still...i know it could of been alot worse...God has been kind (smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept a brave face as long as i could when this first happened, but when the doctor came in and said we need to transport him via ambulance to Dell Children's Hospital to see the neurosurgeon, and if the two boys had been any closer..it would of been fatal....momma lost it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had to get it together again...for him...he was so scared...we all were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it all could of been so much worse...i know...i know...i know it could of been...but i will say it again...God has and continues to be kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even fathom the possibility i almost lost my baby...my only son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is tired of me hovering over him, but i just can't help it. &lt;br /&gt;i know he must go to school next week... i am scared though of letting him out of my sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think he likes all the attention and loving...but you know, he is a teenage boy...tries to hide the fact he secretly loves it...i see it in his beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh his beautiful smile...none like it...thank you for allowing me to see it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SYzAwfkSmaI/AAAAAAAAAk8/m4Ju9V7MCiM/s1600-h/What_prayer_does,_Thank_you_all..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SYzAwfkSmaI/AAAAAAAAAk8/m4Ju9V7MCiM/s320/What_prayer_does,_Thank_you_all..JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299822800848198050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5835354066318666202?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5835354066318666202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5835354066318666202&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5835354066318666202'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Yep....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SYICDj8018I/AAAAAAAAAk0/OVHpqO6ZjAc/s1600-h/doi-20080908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SYICDj8018I/AAAAAAAAAk0/OVHpqO6ZjAc/s320/doi-20080908.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296798371954350018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for the Creator &amp; She, and of course Grace&lt;br /&gt;--for my family...in whatever form that comes, by blood or by words&lt;br /&gt;--for my beautiful supercalifragilisticexpialidocious children...amazing, and MINE!!&lt;br /&gt;--for protecting hands in my hair&lt;br /&gt;--for late night chats of understanding&lt;br /&gt;--for this grand lovely skin i am in...sho fit nice&lt;br /&gt;--for those who stop by this blog...known and unknown, and those who peek&lt;br /&gt;--for new paths, new journeys, new eyes&lt;br /&gt;--for stepping away from the competition of it all...and being fine with that&lt;br /&gt;--for business plans coming into view&lt;br /&gt;--for earl grey tea on cold nights&lt;br /&gt;--for loving you...despite you...i pray for your healing&lt;br /&gt;--for the lion that roars, but i know better&lt;br /&gt;--for dancing to the good ol' oldies&lt;br /&gt;--for the shoutout in myspace world...brothers are doing some things&lt;br /&gt;--for just being still...shhhh listen to what the wind whispers...you are never alone&lt;br /&gt;--for a really nice afternoon @ starbucks with him...he is so excited...i am too about making a difference&lt;br /&gt;--for another nice moment with my mom @ starbucks (lol) hanging with her on her birthday...much needed, and another layer peeled away...getting there&lt;br /&gt;--for overseas called received, glad he is safe another day&lt;br /&gt;--for all the wonderful women in my life..aren't we incredible!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-3999533602329102034?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3999533602329102034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=3999533602329102034&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3999533602329102034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3999533602329102034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/yep.html' title='Yep....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SYICDj8018I/AAAAAAAAAk0/OVHpqO6ZjAc/s72-c/doi-20080908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-8230568853680157736</id><published>2009-01-26T13:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T16:36:55.601-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Let It Be</title><content type='html'>i know i may be too open or too revealing on these public electronic forums, at times; but i believe sometimes it can help others...my story, though out there, is not just mine...and anybody going through anything remotely similar will understand, even benefit somehow. &lt;br /&gt;yes there are those who will nod or shake their heads in agreement or disagreement, and even those who will be empathetic, but there will also be those who will sit in judgement (even those who truly love me).&lt;br /&gt;it truly is okay, lol but i will say this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my journey, my path, my steps, my life&lt;br /&gt;it takes great courage to walk in my shoes, what i write here and in my poetry is but a glimpse of me...&lt;br /&gt;glimpse meaning, you are on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;outside looking in...never able to see the totality of the situation&lt;br /&gt;you see what your eyes see, and we all know it is a perception...your reality of my situation.&lt;br /&gt;you may think you have the "right" answers...but again, those are your answers for a perception of a reality you have never lived.&lt;br /&gt;i do take all ideas, concerns, and even the haters (got to love the haters), wrap it up in a nice lil jagged pill and swallow...but at the end of the day, &lt;strong&gt;it is i who has to deal with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately (past year or so), i have been doing pretty good with me&lt;br /&gt;being comfortable in my own skin and finding out who this beautiful lady is...i like me a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;i am one of the oddest people i know, and guess what...i am fine with that. i date men in their 20's, love women with a passion, drink good vodka and smoke lots of good weed. my spirit is restless, and sometimes i listen and throw caution to the wind...and ride that bitch until i grow tired of that too.&lt;br /&gt;i do crazy things...but perhaps that is a huge difference between me and them...I DO!...i refuse to be boxed into any situation, even if others think it is the "right" thing to do or think i am being selfish in my actions. i have lived life in that manner, after awhile it will slowly kill your spirit.&lt;br /&gt;i can show you the scars to prove it, if you don't believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying one more time on this relationship with him, key word i am trying....so far to go, but it starts with one step..and i have taken that step, looking forward to the next one, though not quite sure where that particular step will land...but ready for it. &lt;br /&gt;we are not married...not sure why i said that, but needed to be said.&lt;br /&gt;like mentioned in a previous blog, just want to make sure everything was tried...but it is hard to try everything, when possibly it may be one sided or not enough. we will see right?&lt;br /&gt;i will not settle for mediocrity or "just for the kids"...what does that teach them, really? &lt;br /&gt;ready for this journey though...&lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; journey, &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; path, &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; steps, &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that kind of love we seek is possible though...i have tasted it before...and oh how sweet it was, and can still be...let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let it be&lt;br /&gt;like a spring day on a winter's morning&lt;br /&gt;new life through stagnancy and hibernation&lt;br /&gt;warm suns awakening and laughing in the face of last sunsets&lt;br /&gt;let it be&lt;br /&gt;like roses beyond the normal color of red&lt;br /&gt;simplicity and purity of Calla lilies&lt;br /&gt;the wildness and originality of nature's fields&lt;br /&gt;run with me through it&lt;br /&gt;barefoot and free&lt;br /&gt;let it be&lt;br /&gt;better love&lt;br /&gt;expected rain to water the seeds of faith&lt;br /&gt;coaxed germination with soft kisses and talk beyond pillows&lt;br /&gt;intertwined roots for foundational strength&lt;br /&gt;heaven bound branches to hold rope swings and playful houses&lt;br /&gt;play make-believe until fantasy becomes reality&lt;br /&gt;be my king, my prince, my jester, my lifetime&lt;br /&gt;i be your queen, your princess, your lady in waiting, your eternal&lt;br /&gt;let it be&lt;br /&gt;secrets written in the book of life&lt;br /&gt;incantations fingered into magic&lt;br /&gt;creating new "once upon a time's" on our time&lt;br /&gt;and "lived happily ever after" even after&lt;br /&gt;let it be&lt;br /&gt;not forgotten&lt;br /&gt;not safe&lt;br /&gt;not for any other reason but ours&lt;br /&gt;let it be&lt;br /&gt;a better love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-8230568853680157736?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8230568853680157736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=8230568853680157736&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8230568853680157736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8230568853680157736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-it-be.html' title='Let It Be'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5696290577582574019</id><published>2009-01-22T16:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:35:15.756-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SXj0bh-h-OI/AAAAAAAAAks/yL6FrIx9esM/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SXj0bh-h-OI/AAAAAAAAAks/yL6FrIx9esM/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294250115788306658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is crazy feeling the way that i do about life right now, specifically my relationship with this jazz man. &lt;br /&gt;i will not lie about it, i am scared to death...trying to work things out, and wondering if it is the right thing to do...will it work...will things that need to be changed actually change, or remain the same...am i settling...will i or he screw it up???&lt;br /&gt;questions, questions, questions, run rampant through my mind, and i am desperately trying to silence the voices of self doubt.&lt;br /&gt;like i said...i am scared to death&lt;br /&gt;i still consider my self single, and he does too...because neither one of us wants to jump right in...though i may have jumped the gun just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;i love the man, never has been a doubt; and i know he loves me...i have never doubted that fact either.&lt;br /&gt;the serious conversations have started, and i hope they continue...we are worth it...my family is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;so again, please keep us in your prayers&lt;br /&gt;if we realize this is not working, well, we want to walk away knowing we did all we could of done to try to make it work...and that is all i want...to make sure i tried everything.&lt;br /&gt;love can carry one a great distance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5696290577582574019?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5696290577582574019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5696290577582574019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5696290577582574019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5696290577582574019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-is-crazy-feeling-way-that-i-do-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SXj0bh-h-OI/AAAAAAAAAks/yL6FrIx9esM/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5537851358468919524</id><published>2009-01-20T11:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:49:47.216-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>What a Great day for more than one reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SXYOtGj6OHI/AAAAAAAAAkk/o3cl4rzN558/s1600-h/cup+of+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SXYOtGj6OHI/AAAAAAAAAkk/o3cl4rzN558/s320/cup+of+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293434580038727794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEPING IT ON THE DL (LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5537851358468919524?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5537851358468919524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5537851358468919524&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5537851358468919524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5537851358468919524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-great-day-for-more-than-one-reason.html' title='What a Great day for more than one reason'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SXYOtGj6OHI/AAAAAAAAAkk/o3cl4rzN558/s72-c/cup+of+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4331091198557321624</id><published>2009-01-16T16:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:48:06.678-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>He Loves Me....Still</title><content type='html'>looking back into the archives, i found this...and i began to cry...good cry though.&lt;br /&gt;we are going to try it again, work on this love we have had for so many years...just wanted to share...because we will need your prayers as well.&lt;br /&gt;time to stop playing...time to heal...time to grow...time to love like never before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Rj7RDIOZ13I/AAAAAAAAAEE/HHqFJv8-mQM/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Rj7RDIOZ13I/AAAAAAAAAEE/HHqFJv8-mQM/s200/051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061712882888726386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my jazz man,&lt;br /&gt;loved me enough when i didn't love me&lt;br /&gt;when i didn't love him&lt;br /&gt;saved memories and morsels&lt;br /&gt;w/in the grooves of melodies&lt;br /&gt;to be played repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;until i heard for the first time&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;let his butterfly float on the winds of change&lt;br /&gt;until home's colors were painted just right&lt;br /&gt;for the world's hues were becoming too heavy for wings to carry&lt;br /&gt;hung blossoms around the door to beckon me home&lt;br /&gt;encircled in love's cocoon&lt;br /&gt;there he brought out his collection for me to hear&lt;br /&gt;saved memories and morsels escaped from the grooves&lt;br /&gt;floated up to my ears&lt;br /&gt;and danced back into my heart&lt;br /&gt;my jazz man&lt;br /&gt;loved me enough&lt;br /&gt;to hold on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4331091198557321624?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4331091198557321624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4331091198557321624&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4331091198557321624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4331091198557321624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-loves-mestill.html' title='He Loves Me....Still'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/Rj7RDIOZ13I/AAAAAAAAAEE/HHqFJv8-mQM/s72-c/051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-6067310534745167144</id><published>2009-01-11T13:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T13:55:15.354-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Home Is Where My Heart Belongs, but Still Grateful...</title><content type='html'>--for Grace, the Higher Powers, and She&lt;br /&gt;--for this eye opening experience on this tour&lt;br /&gt;--for much self reflection&lt;br /&gt;--for missing home, my dog, my kids, my family, my tarik more than i ever thought i would....and them missing me too&lt;br /&gt;--for realizing its time to stop playing&lt;br /&gt;--for his arms waiting to hold me&lt;br /&gt;--for tears of love&lt;br /&gt;--for the voices of my children...none like it&lt;br /&gt;--for rising moons and setting suns..and able to witness it on a long stretch of nevada highway at the same time&lt;br /&gt;--for landscapes so breathtaking&lt;br /&gt;--for the power and awesomeness of the Grand Canyon...maaaan!!&lt;br /&gt;--for the folks we have met along the way&lt;br /&gt;--for really missing my neo family and writing labs&lt;br /&gt;--for the 3 of us on this journey together&lt;br /&gt;--for our denver family...ayinde, laquita, and mamma...be still my heart&lt;br /&gt;--for my friends who miss me and send me lil notes of inspiration&lt;br /&gt;--for my life...wouldn't change anything right now...but changes are coming...good ones indeed&lt;br /&gt;--for the love that i have always wanted....right in front of my face...yeah..and duh&lt;br /&gt;--for clarification and verification&lt;br /&gt;--for we might just get it right this time huh&lt;br /&gt;--for the wonderfulness of me...i love me and all my quirkiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-6067310534745167144?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6067310534745167144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=6067310534745167144&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6067310534745167144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6067310534745167144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-is-where-my-heart-belongs-but.html' title='Home Is Where My Heart Belongs, but Still Grateful...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-3006220624396269499</id><published>2009-01-01T21:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T21:58:32.943-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Remembering What I Am Thankful 4...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SV2QkEdTZCI/AAAAAAAAAkU/m9CC7S6Ll9U/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SV2QkEdTZCI/AAAAAAAAAkU/m9CC7S6Ll9U/s320/prayer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286540486949168162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for my life, even with all its ups n downs, twists n turns...it is still mine that i am truly blessed with..and i get to recreate daily&lt;br /&gt;--for my children...man i done good&lt;br /&gt;--for my family...dysfunctional and all...still family&lt;br /&gt;--for my neofamily...dyfunctional and all...lol...we are still family ever growing...ever stronger&lt;br /&gt;--for the new kids on the block...thank you for reminding me why i love this shiznitt&lt;br /&gt;--for leos and virgos....taught/teaching me so much about this woman&lt;br /&gt;--for love past, love lost, love gained, love possibilities...sigh i am patient&lt;br /&gt;--for all the teaching moments, no matter how painful...no regrets&lt;br /&gt;--for my #1 fan...thank you will never be enough...just wish, well i just wish...&lt;br /&gt;--for the experience tour....it has indeed already been an experience..and my road dawgs are great lol&lt;br /&gt;--for cool evenings and far away stars to dream upon&lt;br /&gt;--for every inhale and exhale&lt;br /&gt;--for this new year already starting out in a big way&lt;br /&gt;--for getting me...and forgiving me...growth is grand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-3006220624396269499?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3006220624396269499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=3006220624396269499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3006220624396269499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3006220624396269499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/remembering-what-i-am-thankful-4.html' title='Remembering What I Am Thankful 4...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SV2QkEdTZCI/AAAAAAAAAkU/m9CC7S6Ll9U/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-3187524307604673927</id><published>2008-12-15T11:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:58:38.636-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new orleans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience tour'/><title type='text'>The Experience....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SUpy-UvbibI/AAAAAAAAAhY/l_P1HUXnEFc/s1600-h/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SUpy-UvbibI/AAAAAAAAAhY/l_P1HUXnEFc/s320/164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281159928090429874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-soooo, friday afternoon received word the venue had been cancelled...mind you, we drove to NO for this gig...and because of prior commitments would drive back friday night....i was a lil leery at first, but it all checked out. broke the news to my fellow poets...but we were ok with it, and knew it would all work out...and it did...made a phone call to another contact...bam 2 more gigs...no worries. made the needed phone calls...some folks were not happy. then realized, uh oh, only packed for a couple of days...&lt;br /&gt;-did the tourist thing, hit the french quarters...man sin city is an understatement...bourbon was too much even in the middle of the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;-found a great lil dive on one of the side streets (always go off the beaten path folks) playing jazz and cover songs...some stranger grabbed faye and started dancing as soon as we walked in...guy playing the guitar and singing looked ALOT like Blackula....ya'll don't nothing about that oldie? hey we are in New Orleans, stranger things have happened&lt;br /&gt;-did lots of driving and sightseeing and getting lost..repeat on the lost and driving and sightseeing...one more time repeat on the lost, driving and sightseeing&lt;br /&gt;-drove further into the neighborhood, well what was left of it, and realized we were face to face with the levee...we had been close to the 9th ward the whole time...i could not control the emotions that flooded my being, like these streets once had been. i wanted to run and beat on that wall...i was so overcome with tears, anger and sorrow...didn't expect it...the car was silent for a very long time. the things our eyes saw was beyond comprehension...kept shaking my head asking why? why 3 years later and it still looks like this? yet the tourist areas and the higher economical areas....what hurricane?&lt;br /&gt;-the people in these devastated areas are taking care of their own, for no outside help is coming for them. still. no help, but they have each other.&lt;br /&gt;-the military police still roam the streets...marinate on that for a minute&lt;br /&gt;-the people do what they can, when they can; even if its working late into the night with only a generator to show some light (we saw this). &lt;br /&gt;-still trailers in driveways of houses that no longer exist, or look like empty shells, cars abandoned, streets in much need of repair...yet amongst all of this a few children still find the time to play basketball with a makeshift goal. i smile.&lt;br /&gt;-our first feature was @ the Red Star Galleries, nestled in a lil corner of heaven...all the business in this triangle area were black owned. BEAUTIFUL! from a creole woman-owned coffee shop called Black Coffee, a rasta shop starting a clothing line (but the rastas inside look like a front for the militant revolution-seriously), a vinyl record store...yes i said vinyl...the youngings in the car couldn't understand my enthusiasm lol...there were more, but those stood out&lt;br /&gt;-we rocked it neosoul proud style! they usually have visual artists that come through, being only a month new, we were the first official spoken word artists that featured there. nice huh? got some new ideas and some new folks to add to the extended family&lt;br /&gt;-next night's feature was across the Crescent City Connection bridge, you remember the bridge...when folks tried to escape, they were turned away by armed police and military...yeah that bridge.&lt;br /&gt;-the lovely Asia Rainey, man she is stunning in person, helps run a community center in Westbank, called the Craig Cultural Center, just a few months old...again the need for taking care of one's own...and they do.&lt;br /&gt;-we were truly blessed and blown away by some of the youth that hit the mic...oh did i mention, we hung out with some of the New Orleans Youth Slam team...yeah and WOW...we were priveledged to hear some of the new group pieces too. &lt;br /&gt;-ended our night hanging with some of them at Cafe de Monde, with a lil street poetry.&lt;br /&gt;-needless to say, after packing up the car, we didn't want to leave...but knew we would be back...soon...this trip has changed me a bit...i have got to do more in my community to help my own, as poets we should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-3187524307604673927?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3187524307604673927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=3187524307604673927&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3187524307604673927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3187524307604673927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/experience.html' title='The Experience....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SUpy-UvbibI/AAAAAAAAAhY/l_P1HUXnEFc/s72-c/164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1890834185372794178</id><published>2008-12-12T09:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:25:57.698-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new orleans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience tour'/><title type='text'>And So It Begins...</title><content type='html'>...my grateful list first...&lt;br /&gt;--for the Creator blessing thee, even when i don't deserve it or recognize it at the time.&lt;br /&gt;--for the beautiful women in my life...all so different, but the ties that bind are there...and i have learned so much from each...i hope some good things have come from me as well.&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing i must stay in my lane for this one, though i want to take the car and run you over the head...but his perceived happiness is more important&lt;br /&gt;--for intense words around the circle of life @ the house of words...damn i love poets and how we think&lt;br /&gt;--for an amazing sunday morning spent with the ladies of excellence...was truly blessed&lt;br /&gt;--for childhood friends who continue to bless my life with their presence and "walking around funds" lol&lt;br /&gt;--for the soldier who walked quickly thru my life...we had fun though didn't we...tucked prayers in your army sack...i will keep those words safe (i'm coming back, michelle)&lt;br /&gt;--for mini road trips to ktown to giddings withing 12 hours of one another...i am getting to old for this shiznitt lol&lt;br /&gt;--for stepping away just for a moment...breathe&lt;br /&gt;--for first dates and last dates lol...was wondering where the cameras were for "you been punked!" &lt;br /&gt;--for sisterfriends...we got this on lock! growth is a mofo huh&lt;br /&gt;--for you and i talking thru it&lt;br /&gt;--for my God, who takes care of fools and babies...well far from a baby these days, and too close to being a fool...but i am in His hands...all that matters&lt;br /&gt;--for love...i know its waiting on me to get me together...i am working on it&lt;br /&gt;--for taking the tour leap again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leads to me the following...&lt;br /&gt;-faye &amp; i rocked the mic @ The Red Scoot Inn. my brother came through with his new girl, and didn't even know his sister was one of the features lol...meant to be. Ms. Ria was friggin' awesome as a host.&lt;br /&gt;*word of caution* don't try to challenge Ria on the mic...she will have you sliced up and feed you to yourself AND calling your mamma for help!!&lt;br /&gt;-had a late night dinner @ pluckers (thanks tre) with faye and justin...laughing and talking about what else, poetry, our lives, and everything else under the sun. &lt;br /&gt;-time to get this started, so said our goodbyes, gased up and hit the road&lt;br /&gt;-faye's cell phone rings 5 minutes down the road..."ya'll leaving tonight, ya'll gone?" i just laughed because i already knew he wanted to go...knew he was sitting at his crib thinking man they going to new orleans, trip of a lifetime...blah blah blah...so u-turned and picked up justin lol. 5 more minutes and he would of been OUT OF LUCK...but again, everything for a reason...&lt;br /&gt;-3 of us got on the road about 3am...got into New Orleans around 5pm...yes it took that long....this is why....folks in texas can't drive in ice and snow...bridges were shut down, traffic jams in one spot literally 2hours, overturned vehicles...oh and saw a cop bust his ass getting out of his patrol car to help another accident victim out...couldnt do anything but laugh...slipping and sliding and bam! terrible i know...oh well&lt;br /&gt;-2 freaky snow storms...the other was in new orleans...i found it to be quite symbolic though....the tour Brian and I went on in 2006 started with a blizzard...so yeah very symbolic&lt;br /&gt;-staying with my sis's mom (thank you tova, love you)we had every intention of going out last night to see the city...why did we lay down for just a minute (our intentions)ummm didn't get up until 6 am this morning...our butts where whoooooped to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;-so now let the adventures begin...keep ya updated...still send prayers up people....and for this city....what i have already seen makes no damn sense!!!&lt;br /&gt;...for now peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1890834185372794178?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1890834185372794178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1890834185372794178&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1890834185372794178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1890834185372794178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And So It Begins...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2293244713072043658</id><published>2008-11-24T11:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:12:17.410-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>I Am Grateful....</title><content type='html'>--for The Most High, and everything surrounding that is good&lt;br /&gt;--for one great weekend of poetry...from the babies to the grown folks...meeting one amazing lil' queen by the name of Madison&lt;br /&gt;--for writing labs that demand the darkness to be acknowledged...love you jono...love you fam....the tears are necessary&lt;br /&gt;--for the necessary tears to allow the healing&lt;br /&gt;--for another day...its been harder and harder to stay on this plane...but i was gently reminded i still have work to do&lt;br /&gt;--for sitting in the sun and sitting in the dark, girl talks&lt;br /&gt;--for the beautiful women in my life that bless me everyday with their presence and their words&lt;br /&gt;--for showing the way to love right in your face...don't be too scared sis, he has been and will be your everything&lt;br /&gt;--for big brother hugs and forehead kisses&lt;br /&gt;--for a real chill ladies night...i needed it&lt;br /&gt;--for the breakdown....to start the buildup&lt;br /&gt;--for blessings in disguise&lt;br /&gt;--for late night talks under the stars at the round table @ the newly dubbed "House Of Words" lol&lt;br /&gt;--for meeting a very nice possibility (smile) but the irony of being deployed for over a year in less than 3 weeks, does not sit well...sigh&lt;br /&gt;--for holding on in one of my darkest moments...i dare you to call on HIM, and see what happens&lt;br /&gt;--for you and i writing about the same thing...girl i love the hell/heaven out of you&lt;br /&gt;--for holidays reminding me what family and friends are all about&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2293244713072043658?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2293244713072043658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2293244713072043658&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2293244713072043658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2293244713072043658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-grateful_24.html' title='I Am Grateful....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-7337673372130275299</id><published>2008-11-17T14:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:51:23.389-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>My Memoir...</title><content type='html'>(write your memoir in 6 words however you choose...write 6 stanzas, 5 lines each, each stanza with same word, each line has to begin with the word in your memoir..make it flow)&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born, i, from heartache&lt;br /&gt;poetic resurrection&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;born i am&lt;br /&gt;born i am to live past existing&lt;br /&gt;born to exist despite my past&lt;br /&gt;born to continue to live&lt;br /&gt;born to live i&lt;br /&gt;i am here&lt;br /&gt;i woman&lt;br /&gt;i love&lt;br /&gt;i now&lt;br /&gt;i now am in spite of you&lt;br /&gt;from where do i go from here&lt;br /&gt;from here to there&lt;br /&gt;from in betweens&lt;br /&gt;from filling gaps&lt;br /&gt;from protruding gaping hearts&lt;br /&gt;heartaches fills gaps&lt;br /&gt;heart aches to feel&lt;br /&gt;heartaches need no understanding to be&lt;br /&gt;heartaches be of no understanding &lt;br /&gt;heartaches make for good poetry&lt;br /&gt;poetic intentions intend to put their best word forward&lt;br /&gt;poetic forward pens will not lie still trying to write&lt;br /&gt;poetic veins running thickly with poetry sustaining creation and &lt;br /&gt;poetic heartache&lt;br /&gt;poetic heartache i am thee&lt;br /&gt;resurrection if you only knew&lt;br /&gt;resurrection new&lt;br /&gt;resurrection without knowing &lt;br /&gt;resurrection knows&lt;br /&gt;resurrection knows me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-7337673372130275299?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7337673372130275299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=7337673372130275299&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7337673372130275299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7337673372130275299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-memoir.html' title='My Memoir...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-7914034921513671670</id><published>2008-11-15T11:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:27:46.076-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Zion</title><content type='html'>(zion was the word given to me...write 26 sentences with Zion as the first word in the sentence. then pick 5 sentences and incorporate into a piece related to something going on in the world. mine was two-fold...about a personal relationship, yet also a letter to the nation/world from Michelle Obama...the next first lady...wow still amazing to even say that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dearest Zion&lt;br /&gt;i inhale the death of you&lt;br /&gt;to exhale me&lt;br /&gt;been lost in translation &lt;br /&gt;trying to translate the loss &lt;br /&gt;of being lost without you&lt;br /&gt;in your terms&lt;br /&gt;on your terms&lt;br /&gt;for Zion floats in the between vacant spaces&lt;br /&gt;meet me halfway&lt;br /&gt;dare to dream wholeness&lt;br /&gt;peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;so take care and mind my peace&lt;br /&gt;this Zioness woman&lt;br /&gt;watch her ways&lt;br /&gt;feel her kiss&lt;br /&gt;penetrate the way to wholeness&lt;br /&gt;its best for both&lt;br /&gt;slide slender fingers carefully below swiss-holed skin&lt;br /&gt;in between today and tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;take heed not to tear what has already been torn&lt;br /&gt;even pressure causes diamonds to birth&lt;br /&gt;let them drink mother's milk&lt;br /&gt;paternal handlings bear witness to great seeds&lt;br /&gt;as Zioness tendencies betray this heart&lt;br /&gt;with good intentions&lt;br /&gt;barren i am&lt;br /&gt;but still bare succulent fruit&lt;br /&gt;so bite&lt;br /&gt;be satisfied&lt;br /&gt;as holistic juices slide down lips&lt;br /&gt;full of potential&lt;br /&gt;licked from tips of fingers on point&lt;br /&gt;and hear Zion within angelic laughs&lt;br /&gt;coming from the dark cave of your being&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-7914034921513671670?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7914034921513671670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=7914034921513671670&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7914034921513671670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/7914034921513671670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/zion.html' title='Zion'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-6379631977029696594</id><published>2008-11-13T19:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:54:27.872-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>From Grandmother To Me To Her For Me...to Forgive</title><content type='html'>cocooned harmony sings lullabies&lt;br /&gt;for girl child in need of wings&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't realize she already has&lt;br /&gt;slow even breaths&lt;br /&gt;beat ancestral love across wetness of birth&lt;br /&gt;breathe child&lt;br /&gt;inhale mahogany strength into fragile lungs&lt;br /&gt;...you will hide your voice of woman &lt;br /&gt;for many years to come&lt;br /&gt;yet still write on my existence&lt;br /&gt;long before&lt;br /&gt;long after&lt;br /&gt;reach deeply into front porch wisdom&lt;br /&gt;blaze the trails i left fire upon&lt;br /&gt;don't question&lt;br /&gt;don't doubt&lt;br /&gt;i am you&lt;br /&gt;you are me&lt;br /&gt;we are thee&lt;br /&gt;then be...&lt;br /&gt;hands deep in the struggle for self&lt;br /&gt;prying open rib cages &lt;br /&gt;to bare hearts to be broken&lt;br /&gt;sewing kits in back pockets &lt;br /&gt;for moments like these&lt;br /&gt;squeeze every last drop of hope&lt;br /&gt;onto screamless tongues&lt;br /&gt;swallowed pride&lt;br /&gt;will not allow&lt;br /&gt;a mother's child to truly see&lt;br /&gt;the child in her mother...&lt;br /&gt;inked thumbs &lt;br /&gt;bruise the pages from my mother's journal&lt;br /&gt;juggles the eyes of angels&lt;br /&gt;how different love can be...&lt;br /&gt;prism reflections&lt;br /&gt;imprison memories&lt;br /&gt;of non forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;umbilical cords &lt;br /&gt;highwayed poison into altered beings&lt;br /&gt;how can me come from thee?&lt;br /&gt;breathe child...&lt;br /&gt;for she too is in need of wings&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't realize she already has&lt;br /&gt;so sing with me&lt;br /&gt;cocooned harmony lullabies&lt;br /&gt;so she too can split her rib cage&lt;br /&gt;to reveal her heart...&lt;br /&gt;where is your sewing kit child&lt;br /&gt;for moments like this?&lt;br /&gt;how different love can be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-6379631977029696594?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6379631977029696594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=6379631977029696594&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6379631977029696594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6379631977029696594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/from-grandmother-to-me-to-her-for-me.html' title='From Grandmother To Me To Her For Me...to Forgive'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1859076615055919249</id><published>2008-11-12T19:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:35:58.517-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing lab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SRzVfP1VaeI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/LPbah3gj0EI/s1600-h/stuck20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SRzVfP1VaeI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/LPbah3gj0EI/s320/stuck20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268320396919532002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was given this prompt by jono...he asked us each 3 things...what u like, what you love, what you know...from that he came up with a writing prompt for each of us...taking other's answers, so none of us got our own back...babyboy is something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's sweet&lt;br /&gt;all is honey&lt;br /&gt;my lover's prayer in my ear&lt;br /&gt;(we could use the words verbatim, what it means to you personally, or break it up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is sweet&lt;br /&gt;all is honey&lt;br /&gt;dripping slowly&lt;br /&gt;from lips slightly parted&lt;br /&gt;my lover's prayer in my ear&lt;br /&gt;whispering in tongues&lt;br /&gt;searches for redemption&lt;br /&gt;amongst Koran &amp; Psalm lullabies&lt;br /&gt;etched beneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;blasphemy i know...&lt;br /&gt;but sacred is this temple&lt;br /&gt;built for thee&lt;br /&gt;enter&lt;br /&gt;gently&lt;br /&gt;for this is hollow ground&lt;br /&gt;i will raise my alter &lt;br /&gt;to your thickening sky&lt;br /&gt;inscribe your comings&lt;br /&gt;in the Book of Shadows&lt;br /&gt;hidden between full moon thighs&lt;br /&gt;breathe this life into me&lt;br /&gt;as i gasp the answer to life &lt;br /&gt;in harmony with you&lt;br /&gt;my tongue traces hieroglyphics &lt;br /&gt;in desperate codes &lt;br /&gt;along passionate willingness&lt;br /&gt;breathe for me...&lt;br /&gt;take my very breath away&lt;br /&gt;then let me kiss it back&lt;br /&gt;as you look into these eyes of salvation&lt;br /&gt;do you hear it?&lt;br /&gt;right there&lt;br /&gt;just pass moans&lt;br /&gt;and heavy breaths&lt;br /&gt;do you hear it?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;there...&lt;br /&gt;where angels wait to become seeds&lt;br /&gt;come&lt;br /&gt;into me&lt;br /&gt;so that they may live&lt;br /&gt;because here&lt;br /&gt;everything is sweet&lt;br /&gt;everything...&lt;br /&gt;and i mean everything is honey...&lt;br /&gt;please lick slowly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1859076615055919249?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1859076615055919249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1859076615055919249&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1859076615055919249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1859076615055919249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/everything.html' title='Everything...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SRzVfP1VaeI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/LPbah3gj0EI/s72-c/stuck20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4325740324953060394</id><published>2008-11-10T17:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:05:25.886-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Grateful Still....</title><content type='html'>--for moments i acknowledge in gratitude&lt;br /&gt;--for the tour coming together very well and the help from others&lt;br /&gt;--for the freedom to do so...we will work on working for the man full time when i get back lol&lt;br /&gt;--for the love i keep within, and the love i give outwardly&lt;br /&gt;--for morning texts to keep me smiling&lt;br /&gt;--for dark days and bright days...all a part of me&lt;br /&gt;--for you always trying to "fix it"&lt;br /&gt;--for family...by blood or otherwise...still family&lt;br /&gt;--for understanding....coming slowly...but still it's coming&lt;br /&gt;--for girlfriend hangouts...i think if someone watch us they would report us to the crazy farm lol&lt;br /&gt;--for girlfriends i can be myself with&lt;br /&gt;--for long distance flirts...don't make me get my passport sir lol&lt;br /&gt;--for young stars turning into young warriors before our eyes&lt;br /&gt;--for the pen moving again....deeply bleeding&lt;br /&gt;--for laughter the only way you can bring it...love you lion&lt;br /&gt;--for understanding again....of self, and why i do what i do the way i do it...my beat is different...and that is fine by me&lt;br /&gt;--for wanting to give everything...yet my cup will always remain full when i see your smile&lt;br /&gt;--for being part of a great group of poets...yeah sis i know, its different now...but at least we were part of it all...it has shaped our world somewhat...so many of us have laid the path for others to follow...though there will never be roadtrips like ours&lt;br /&gt;--for music that makes me feel all melancholy inside...or want to bust your windows out LOL LOL...not really&lt;br /&gt;--for the people of this nation finally getting a voice....NOW YOU HEAR US....i pray he will remember&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4325740324953060394?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4325740324953060394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4325740324953060394&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4325740324953060394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4325740324953060394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/grateful-still.html' title='Grateful Still....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-6561214583782108551</id><published>2008-11-03T15:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:06:53.704-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing lab'/><title type='text'>Rip My Heart Out Please....</title><content type='html'>if you ever WANT to get past some issues within yourself...go to a bfran writing lab with our beloved JONO facilitating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contact like this...&lt;br /&gt;hard i know&lt;br /&gt;no smiles&lt;br /&gt;stop hiding behind them&lt;br /&gt;and beautiful dark eyes&lt;br /&gt;darken even more&lt;br /&gt;words he does not know...or does he&lt;br /&gt;young heart&lt;br /&gt;old soul&lt;br /&gt;commands ones that ring so true&lt;br /&gt;so close to home&lt;br /&gt;so soon&lt;br /&gt;too soon&lt;br /&gt;open doors of opportunity&lt;br /&gt;for tears to crawl through&lt;br /&gt;i want to catch each diamond&lt;br /&gt;construct a bridge&lt;br /&gt;for you to cross&lt;br /&gt;wait for me on the other side&lt;br /&gt;secrets and pain dare not speak&lt;br /&gt;eyes bat them away&lt;br /&gt;at the possibility of you leaving them&lt;br /&gt;get back in your corner&lt;br /&gt;not your time&lt;br /&gt;whether its is your time or not&lt;br /&gt;it is not my time&lt;br /&gt;and i am not ready&lt;br /&gt;hush lil' baby&lt;br /&gt;don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;mommas's going to buy you a mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;and if that mockingbird don't sing&lt;br /&gt;mommas going to lose everything.................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;i can't do this&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;i must do this&lt;br /&gt;ready or not&lt;br /&gt;here goes&lt;br /&gt;feel&lt;br /&gt;feel this shit&lt;br /&gt;every painful moment&lt;br /&gt;every pebble in your shoe&lt;br /&gt;that has bruised your heel&lt;br /&gt;these feet carry a heavy load&lt;br /&gt;not scale wise&lt;br /&gt;but life wise&lt;br /&gt;shoulders will break&lt;br /&gt;even with a feather's kiss&lt;br /&gt;do i want this....no&lt;br /&gt;do i need this...yes&lt;br /&gt;how dare you make me feel ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;reflections don't see me&lt;br /&gt;but her eyes caught a glimpse&lt;br /&gt;offering me to me&lt;br /&gt;look closely&lt;br /&gt;no not around the edges&lt;br /&gt;where its safe&lt;br /&gt;look into me&lt;br /&gt;where its not safe&lt;br /&gt;where there are no more veils to hide behind&lt;br /&gt;no daggers to stab backsides&lt;br /&gt;or smoking guns at crime scenes&lt;br /&gt;see the blood pool the outline of you&lt;br /&gt;the do not cross the line barricade&lt;br /&gt;she is you&lt;br /&gt;she is we&lt;br /&gt;but no longer us.....breathe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-6561214583782108551?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6561214583782108551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=6561214583782108551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6561214583782108551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6561214583782108551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/rip-my-heart-out-please.html' title='Rip My Heart Out Please....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-6500277334153353358</id><published>2008-10-23T09:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:59:20.853-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>So Here Goes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SQCfUFb7yAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Hj0NcMvkpsM/s1600-h/l_b9cd318b8ec47f1a4ad5adf41b0301b0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SQCfUFb7yAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Hj0NcMvkpsM/s320/l_b9cd318b8ec47f1a4ad5adf41b0301b0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260379532174280706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for the Creator &amp; She thumping me on the head...ok, ok...i get it&lt;br /&gt;--for at least TRYING to get it right&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing I AM the one who is most important in this game called life to love&lt;br /&gt;--for dark days subsiding&lt;br /&gt;--for the ones who pulled me through...never enough thank you's&lt;br /&gt;--for this feeling inside...its going to be ok shelle&lt;br /&gt;--for hosting again, and getting it right...under the wings of a fellow host and friend, and sometimes a bad azz DJ...smile&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing we don't have to hang out or talk all the time, but i know you are there, and know i am too sis ;)&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing when i really needed to be there....crazy weekend, we laughed through the pain and flat tires lol&lt;br /&gt;--for honesty&lt;br /&gt;--for gifts in the mail...thank you&lt;br /&gt;--for chilly evenings and early early mornings...soooo nice&lt;br /&gt;--for the power of prayer...i am telling you, try it...won't be disappointed...but be careful WHAT you pray for&lt;br /&gt;--for text messages to get you through a day&lt;br /&gt;--for cleansing tears and meditation&lt;br /&gt;--for figuring out my role with you...its all good&lt;br /&gt;--for the beauty of my children...i done good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-6500277334153353358?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6500277334153353358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=6500277334153353358&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6500277334153353358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6500277334153353358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-here-goes.html' title='So Here Goes...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SQCfUFb7yAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Hj0NcMvkpsM/s72-c/l_b9cd318b8ec47f1a4ad5adf41b0301b0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5931931927523121116</id><published>2008-10-17T10:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:37:03.679-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Just a Lil'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SPoQoHMHRRI/AAAAAAAAAZU/tYn2HNzqsrw/s1600-h/Tears_by_DeViL4U.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SPoQoHMHRRI/AAAAAAAAAZU/tYn2HNzqsrw/s320/Tears_by_DeViL4U.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258533796219143442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see you&lt;br /&gt;within the far reaches of my mindscape&lt;br /&gt;the areas that i don't even want to claim&lt;br /&gt;therefore you are null and void&lt;br /&gt;yet you will not comply&lt;br /&gt;refusing to leave&lt;br /&gt;sticking to role of heartache&lt;br /&gt;like gum on the heel of highs&lt;br /&gt;don't even know you are there&lt;br /&gt;...until you hamper my steps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5931931927523121116?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5931931927523121116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5931931927523121116&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5931931927523121116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5931931927523121116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-lil.html' title='Just a Lil&apos;'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SPoQoHMHRRI/AAAAAAAAAZU/tYn2HNzqsrw/s72-c/Tears_by_DeViL4U.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-3810093130264257612</id><published>2008-10-15T12:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:29:20.295-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><title type='text'>Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;love freely, love deeply, love purely. love yourself the way you've always wanted to be loved, and love others the same way. love well, love often. find it in your heart to love those who have never shown you love---for they need it most of all. give so much love that you're certain to get some back&lt;/strong&gt;. open your heart to the woman who lives on the sidewalk with her two daughters. love her. have compassion for the man who fired you from the job you loved most of all. love him. love all the earth has to offer-her people, her birds, her stones, insects, trees, mice, and oceans. &lt;strong&gt;love something--anything!--with a passion. love something larger than yourself. call it Goddess, call it God, call it Nature, call it Divine, call it Source, call it Beauty. Call it Love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--from Rachel Snyder's &lt;em&gt;365 Words of Well Being for Women&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must remember to love the most important i know...me...sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-3810093130264257612?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3810093130264257612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=3810093130264257612&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3810093130264257612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3810093130264257612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/love.html' title='Love...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-520620836066096861</id><published>2008-10-11T10:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:08:16.459-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Tough Week, but i am still finding the Goodness...</title><content type='html'>--for the private time with The High One, and the Grace granted&lt;br /&gt;--for starry nights, a haunting moon, and a fabulous telescope...we are so small, and God is a grand designer&lt;br /&gt;--for the ones i keep close, and the ones i keep at a distant...both make me want to do better&lt;br /&gt;--for the journey of getting to know me, even in the stumbles&lt;br /&gt;--for the Virgoes in my life...trying to figure it out&lt;br /&gt;--for you saying i consider you a damn good friend...meant the world...we are still moving forward&lt;br /&gt;--for wanting to be my soft place to fall...and being my soft place to fall&lt;br /&gt;--for the smile on a weathered, wise and kind face&lt;br /&gt;--for not needing or wanting drama in my life...hey some folks crave it&lt;br /&gt;--for wanting to have that special someone again in my life, but realizing maybe i'm not quite ready (sing with me, "I am ready for love....")...trying to be patient though&lt;br /&gt;--for text messages from the heart, and phone calls to follow&lt;br /&gt;--for tough questions asked...thank you for holding up a mirror&lt;br /&gt;--for girl time...we both needed it&lt;br /&gt;--for loving my curls...even when they won't act right lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-520620836066096861?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/520620836066096861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=520620836066096861&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/520620836066096861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/520620836066096861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/tough-week-but-i-am-still-finding.html' title='Tough Week, but i am still finding the Goodness...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2176231410019463830</id><published>2008-10-10T11:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:12:58.200-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture of the day'/><title type='text'>Like You Didn't Know This Was Possible...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SPDeQ0k-MAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Q0XT5Q4b3FA/s1600-h/ATT435338267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SPDeQ0k-MAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Q0XT5Q4b3FA/s320/ATT435338267.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255945145714356226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2176231410019463830?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2176231410019463830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2176231410019463830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2176231410019463830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2176231410019463830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/like-you-didnt-know-this-was-possible.html' title='Like You Didn&apos;t Know This Was Possible...?'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SPDeQ0k-MAI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Q0XT5Q4b3FA/s72-c/ATT435338267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-6743228671608018054</id><published>2008-10-08T22:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:05:10.234-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><title type='text'>Look...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;strong&gt;look at yourself, how beautiful you are&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;look at the love that pours from your eyes, look at how your wisdom and experience are written all over your face. look at the beauty of other women. all of them&lt;/em&gt;. look at their lips, full and ripe, thin and dry. look at their skin, smooth and wrinkled, creamy and course, olive and terra-cotta and peach and ebony and freckled and scarred. &lt;em&gt;look at how women move.&lt;/em&gt; see them stride, see them shuffle, see them with eyes on the ground and eyes on the sky. see them inch slowly like the turtle; see them fly like the eagle. &lt;em&gt;look at the muscles in a woman's body; look at the serenity in a blind woman's face; look at the rugged hands of a laborer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;look at every person you meet with compassion and love. look for the good in their hearts and you're sure to stumble on the good in your own.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--from Rachel Snyder's 365 Words of Well-Being for Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these particular words capture how i feel about women in general...we all are beautiful and unique...and i wish we would actually SEE that in one another.&lt;br /&gt;much love &lt;br /&gt;continued peace&lt;br /&gt;for all of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-6743228671608018054?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6743228671608018054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=6743228671608018054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6743228671608018054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6743228671608018054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/look.html' title='Look...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2315005002121882079</id><published>2008-10-06T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T15:47:56.943-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Picture of the Day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SOqHXNPnihI/AAAAAAAAAZE/xFWCgXj126M/s1600-h/5B21JOCAIFJ0HTCANWV3Y9CAR0SFG6CAL1PLPGCAJJEH43CA3LLUMNCA3B9LF2CAIUL9NVCAZBQSFHCAZP2512CAAU7WCECAWGRRGECA2NC75HCAUFLVZPCABH03XACA9O3CIECAJBC1ZACAOOPDUY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SOqHXNPnihI/AAAAAAAAAZE/xFWCgXj126M/s320/5B21JOCAIFJ0HTCANWV3Y9CAR0SFG6CAL1PLPGCAJJEH43CA3LLUMNCA3B9LF2CAIUL9NVCAZBQSFHCAZP2512CAAU7WCECAWGRRGECA2NC75HCAUFLVZPCABH03XACA9O3CIECAJBC1ZACAOOPDUY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254160748043012626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like for real? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2315005002121882079?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2315005002121882079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2315005002121882079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2315005002121882079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2315005002121882079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/picture-of-day.html' title='Picture of the Day....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SOqHXNPnihI/AAAAAAAAAZE/xFWCgXj126M/s72-c/5B21JOCAIFJ0HTCANWV3Y9CAR0SFG6CAL1PLPGCAJJEH43CA3LLUMNCA3B9LF2CAIUL9NVCAZBQSFHCAZP2512CAAU7WCECAWGRRGECA2NC75HCAUFLVZPCABH03XACA9O3CIECAJBC1ZACAOOPDUY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-8784118367444770718</id><published>2008-10-05T11:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:22:37.503-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><title type='text'>Live...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;strong&gt;as long as you're alive, why not live&lt;/strong&gt;? live life to the fullest. live it up. &lt;strong&gt;live in the moment&lt;/strong&gt;. live as though you had only twenty-four hours to live. live the life you've always wanted. &lt;strong&gt;live for yourself&lt;/strong&gt;--not for others, alive or dead. &lt;em&gt;live on the edge a bit, it's the only place from which you can take a leap. &lt;/em&gt;live the life that is yours alone. live wherever you want, with whomever you want, however you want, but live! don't just get a life--&lt;strong&gt;create one&lt;/strong&gt;. don't just step into someone else's life--&lt;strong&gt;design your own&lt;/strong&gt;. don't confuse real life with what you see on tv or at the movies. live free or die. live so that when you're dead, people will remark less on what you did in life--and more on how you lived.&lt;br /&gt;--from Rachel Synder's &lt;strong&gt;365 Words of Well-Being for Women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really...nothing else needs to be said...live&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-8784118367444770718?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8784118367444770718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=8784118367444770718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8784118367444770718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8784118367444770718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/live.html' title='Live...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5164102633194675251</id><published>2008-09-30T23:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:21:24.240-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SOMT8AvcblI/AAAAAAAAAY8/x3brtdAQz_Y/s1600-h/m_26c2b6ee2243f91ad57a22a557a6aa77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SOMT8AvcblI/AAAAAAAAAY8/x3brtdAQz_Y/s320/m_26c2b6ee2243f91ad57a22a557a6aa77.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252063512156204626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a word used to freely for what really isn't&lt;br /&gt;someone close to me once said, "just cause you feel something...doesn't mean you always act on it"...words never wiser&lt;br /&gt;i keep this tidbit front and center&lt;br /&gt;just cause it feels good...sho don't mean its good for you&lt;br /&gt;so chill out&lt;br /&gt;be still&lt;br /&gt;listen&lt;br /&gt;patience&lt;br /&gt;what is for you is for you&lt;br /&gt;and you will know which is which&lt;br /&gt;if you care to really listen to the Universe&lt;br /&gt;and it won't hurt like this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5164102633194675251?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5164102633194675251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5164102633194675251&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5164102633194675251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5164102633194675251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/word-used-to-freely-for-what-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SOMT8AvcblI/AAAAAAAAAY8/x3brtdAQz_Y/s72-c/m_26c2b6ee2243f91ad57a22a557a6aa77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-8265765063443658773</id><published>2008-09-28T11:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:17:32.178-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>So Grateful....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SOETEOWVTnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IAm4FmGXjCY/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SOETEOWVTnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IAm4FmGXjCY/s320/048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251499603782880882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for Life, everything in it, below it, and above it&lt;br /&gt;--for teaching moments, and getting it...even if its slowly&lt;br /&gt;--for moving feet&lt;br /&gt;--for recovering from an awful stomach virus/food poisoning...hate being that low&lt;br /&gt;--for my babygirl...she turned sweet 16 ya'll, friday....sigh...hard to deal with&lt;br /&gt;--for the young man by her side these days, such a gentleman...and young love can be so sweet...again, hard to deal with lol&lt;br /&gt;--for loving the skin i'm in...every stretched inch of it&lt;br /&gt;--for intimate moments with the Universe&lt;br /&gt;--for Lindt chocolate...OMG...divine&lt;br /&gt;--for all of us going to dinner together...my babies...wow i done good, so blessed&lt;br /&gt;--for the tears trying not to fall from the corner of her daddy's eyes...i know, i know&lt;br /&gt;--for the trip me and my oldest are planning for her 20th...good lawd...20th?&lt;br /&gt;--for precious memories no one can take away&lt;br /&gt;--for the women and men in my life...no matter what, love ya'll...thank you for teaching me more about me&lt;br /&gt;--for learning when to just let the hell go&lt;br /&gt;--for learning everybody is not suppose to STAY in your life...and its ok...&lt;br /&gt;--for my fluidity with life&lt;br /&gt;--for new creations&lt;br /&gt;--for good wine&lt;br /&gt;--for the sanctuary of my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;--for believing in me&lt;br /&gt;--for new horizons this week&lt;br /&gt;--for hosting again with a few other bad mofos...going to be fun&lt;br /&gt;--for the possibilities of getting it right this time&lt;br /&gt;--for 4 fantastic women blazing new trails together...so excited&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-8265765063443658773?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8265765063443658773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=8265765063443658773&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8265765063443658773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8265765063443658773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-grateful.html' title='So Grateful....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SOETEOWVTnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/IAm4FmGXjCY/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-260006193977206670</id><published>2008-09-23T12:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T13:14:31.326-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel good'/><title type='text'>Listen...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;strong&gt;sit in silence and see how much there is to hear&lt;/strong&gt;. listen to people. when are they really saying? &lt;strong&gt;what are they not saying?&lt;/strong&gt; listen to the very last notes of every song. listen to a sunset; listen to the sounds on your street well after midnight. &lt;strong&gt;listen to your intuition, to your own inner voice--the one you can hear only when the din of every day is diminished&lt;/strong&gt;. hear the rustle of a leaf, the call of a bullfrog, the pop and crackle from your wood stove. savor the call of a gentle breeze, the flap of a bird's wings, the fanfare of a summer thunderstorm. listen with your toes, listen with your heart, and always, &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; listen to that which is never spoken.&lt;br /&gt;--from Rachel Snyder's &lt;em&gt;365 Words Well-Being for Women&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one will be surprised what they truly hear when they become still and just be quiet lol. i never understand why folks talk so much, almost like they are afraid of what they will hear if they become silent.&lt;br /&gt;i try to practice this on a regular basis...it is important to my well-being...and right now i have been needing it more than ever...trying to find a foothold on this path...and eventually one foot in front of the other (lol)&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, take the time to really listen...to everything and everyone around you.&lt;br /&gt;you will be blessed and become a blessing to someone else...i promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-260006193977206670?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/260006193977206670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=260006193977206670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/260006193977206670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/260006193977206670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/listen.html' title='Listen...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5907129245826089607</id><published>2008-09-22T13:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T13:26:49.277-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Picture of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SNfwhNJzimI/AAAAAAAAAYs/1egcSTOXXmY/s1600-h/A7S9NRCA20UAWICALYOW32CABB6CI3CAPZCTIJCAMORX99CALQULSICA0VB0P3CA2BYXZRCA0AWN2ICAX7WDTFCABS9WWXCA8ZXR70CA8NC3HFCACM8I62CACDSG5ACAK03M2OCAHJVKGMCAJOH312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SNfwhNJzimI/AAAAAAAAAYs/1egcSTOXXmY/s320/A7S9NRCA20UAWICALYOW32CABB6CI3CAPZCTIJCAMORX99CALQULSICA0VB0P3CA2BYXZRCA0AWN2ICAX7WDTFCABS9WWXCA8ZXR70CA8NC3HFCACM8I62CACDSG5ACAK03M2OCAHJVKGMCAJOH312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248928343980739170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cracked up when i saw this...an ad for some hair product...i need some of that lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5907129245826089607?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5907129245826089607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5907129245826089607&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5907129245826089607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5907129245826089607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/picture-of-day.html' title='Picture of the Day'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SNfwhNJzimI/AAAAAAAAAYs/1egcSTOXXmY/s72-c/A7S9NRCA20UAWICALYOW32CABB6CI3CAPZCTIJCAMORX99CALQULSICA0VB0P3CA2BYXZRCA0AWN2ICAX7WDTFCABS9WWXCA8ZXR70CA8NC3HFCACM8I62CACDSG5ACAK03M2OCAHJVKGMCAJOH312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4468346864368622411</id><published>2008-09-20T02:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T03:23:43.002-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Not Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SNS-uhH-3zI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2e1a2DOgeSA/s1600-h/modern-artists.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SNS-uhH-3zI/AAAAAAAAAYk/2e1a2DOgeSA/s320/modern-artists.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248029172168580914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the right to be wrong&lt;br /&gt;one time&lt;br /&gt;many times in this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;so let me be&lt;br /&gt;go find another leading lady&lt;br /&gt;to satisfy your understudies&lt;br /&gt;oh but being wrong about you&lt;br /&gt;felt so right&lt;br /&gt;at the time...&lt;br /&gt;...even now in fractured memories&lt;br /&gt;i felt the feel of hands feeling softness&lt;br /&gt;before the fall&lt;br /&gt;caught you&lt;br /&gt;like always&lt;br /&gt;walking the tightrope&lt;br /&gt;without safety nets&lt;br /&gt;you were not there&lt;br /&gt;yet i knew from experience&lt;br /&gt;i was set up for the fall&lt;br /&gt;by my own hands&lt;br /&gt;still&lt;br /&gt;stepped out on faith&lt;br /&gt;repeatedly&lt;br /&gt;faithless faith less than a mustard seed&lt;br /&gt;who will believe in me?&lt;br /&gt;if you have faith i will not be there&lt;br /&gt;do i even exist?&lt;br /&gt;and if i have faith in forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;why is it so hard to pray?&lt;br /&gt;all the amens have dried up with the tears........&lt;br /&gt;i am taking my final bow&lt;br /&gt;disappointment curtsies&lt;br /&gt;no roses&lt;br /&gt;no kisses&lt;br /&gt;no standing ovations&lt;br /&gt;faint bravos waft through the air&lt;br /&gt;landing heavy at nondancing feet&lt;br /&gt;i turn &lt;br /&gt;hesitating&lt;br /&gt;hoping for a reprieve&lt;br /&gt;switch has been thrown&lt;br /&gt;exit slowly&lt;br /&gt;head held high&lt;br /&gt;downcast eyes&lt;br /&gt;heart beats drowning in captured pain&lt;br /&gt;i got the right to be wrong...right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4468346864368622411?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4468346864368622411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4468346864368622411&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Just Because...</title><content type='html'>--for The Most High, and the moments of silence we share...and the moments i listen&lt;br /&gt;--for hearing back from some of my friends in galveston, they are ok...but heartbroken, like i am...i lived there for 12 years before moving back to austin...still can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;--for being thrown a couple of curveballs...either i am catching 'em, bobbing &amp; weaving, or letting 'em hit me...but non the less i'm dealing&lt;br /&gt;--for a bit of self discovery and reassessment...always good, even when you don't like it&lt;br /&gt;--for your hand guiding me on this path...who knew&lt;br /&gt;--for all the september birthdays, especially the ones in my own household&lt;br /&gt;--for our love...no matter what...will always be there...thank you&lt;br /&gt;--for your hands in my hair when you know i need it&lt;br /&gt;--for creating with these hands&lt;br /&gt;--for the cooler weather, so excited...and i don't even care about the chap lips or the flairing allergies lol...bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;--for being back on set again&lt;br /&gt;--for hanging out with my brother...always fun&lt;br /&gt;--for me...i'm getting it more and more each day&lt;br /&gt;--for great hip hop LIVE&lt;br /&gt;--for watching my beautiful creations growing up into mighty fine individuals&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4090325470804327436?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4090325470804327436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4090325470804327436&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4090325470804327436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4090325470804327436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-because.html' title='Just Because...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-5369390456938173416</id><published>2008-09-09T11:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T12:01:40.371-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>And A Child Shall Lead Them....</title><content type='html'>this is amazing...not sure who the child is...but i know he will be someone to watch out for in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dallasisd.org/keynote.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-5369390456938173416?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5369390456938173416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=5369390456938173416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5369390456938173416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/5369390456938173416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4583073415787859447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/better-pay-attention.html' title='Better Pay Attention...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1299169608615122886</id><published>2008-09-04T01:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T01:27:57.014-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><title type='text'>Never enough time...So make it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMTT9m9F6_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ChwJScKiXrs/s1600-h/Incredible_Abstract_Stained_Glass_I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMTT9m9F6_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ChwJScKiXrs/s320/Incredible_Abstract_Stained_Glass_I.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243548921548368882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--for the Creator &amp; She...never would of made it&lt;br /&gt;--for prayer and direction&lt;br /&gt;--for a friend who understands my wierdness right now and my search...he gets me, even still&lt;br /&gt;--for old friends and new friends&lt;br /&gt;--for patience&lt;br /&gt;--for seeing the struggle in some of the women close to me...and holding their hand.&lt;br /&gt;--for you reaching out to me thru text message, then calling me...and letting me vent/cry...always have such great insight&lt;br /&gt;--for finally letting go...don't want to catch a case lol&lt;br /&gt;--for great new camera that captures the right emotions&lt;br /&gt;--for my children...growing into such beautiful responsible smart young adults...doesn't mean i'm ready for it though dammit!!&lt;br /&gt;--for cooler nights....bring it on!!&lt;br /&gt;--for you reaching for my hair and holding it in your hands&lt;br /&gt;--for hugs that don't end too soon&lt;br /&gt;--for late night talks...wishes...respect...what if's...honesty...hugs goodbye&lt;br /&gt;--for hanging out with fellow poet/friend at a great boxing match...live on ESPN...so primal...but a turn on...i know weird&lt;br /&gt;--for this time of year which always brings strong change...and i think i'm resisting, part of latest issues...trying not to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;--for purple wild flowers within reach&lt;br /&gt;--for release&lt;br /&gt;--for you reminding me its God's time, not ours....wait on the one for you&lt;br /&gt;--for owing it to myself to become whole&lt;br /&gt;--for getting it...&lt;br /&gt;--for knowing everything will work itself out leo...&lt;br /&gt;--for Heroes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1299169608615122886?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1299169608615122886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1299169608615122886&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1299169608615122886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1299169608615122886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-enough-timeso-make-it.html' title='Never enough time...So make it'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMTT9m9F6_I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ChwJScKiXrs/s72-c/Incredible_Abstract_Stained_Glass_I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-6129319494427880280</id><published>2008-09-03T01:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T01:06:14.141-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>What About Us/Me....</title><content type='html'>started working on this over a month ago...still speaks to me to be finished...i will, soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about us?&lt;br /&gt;there are secrets in the sand here&lt;br /&gt;we the forgotten angels&lt;br /&gt;wings torn &lt;br /&gt;mutilated&lt;br /&gt;cememented screams &lt;br /&gt;falling from our broken lips&lt;br /&gt;the wind desperately speaks the truth&lt;br /&gt;blowing sand from twisted ankles&lt;br /&gt;revealing shallow confessions&lt;br /&gt;time is as carelss as our beauty&lt;br /&gt;strewn across the desert&lt;br /&gt;why bother&lt;br /&gt;we are poor&lt;br /&gt;we are brown&lt;br /&gt;we are female&lt;br /&gt;no consequences&lt;br /&gt;why bother&lt;br /&gt;we are poor&lt;br /&gt;we are brown&lt;br /&gt;we are female&lt;br /&gt;why bother&lt;br /&gt;las muertas de Juarez&lt;br /&gt;what about us?&lt;br /&gt;what about me?&lt;br /&gt;invisible&lt;br /&gt;the distraction in your peripherial&lt;br /&gt;red lights&lt;br /&gt;don't stop me from wanting green&lt;br /&gt;from wanting a break&lt;br /&gt;so stop!&lt;br /&gt;just look at me&lt;br /&gt;so stop!&lt;br /&gt;acknowledge my humaness&lt;br /&gt;even with your humanless actions&lt;br /&gt;penny for your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;even if you don't give a dime&lt;br /&gt;careless glances thru judmental slits&lt;br /&gt;you ain't shit either&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day&lt;br /&gt;what about me?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;what about me?&lt;br /&gt;can't even be myself&lt;br /&gt;in a society which frowns&lt;br /&gt;with biblical drowns&lt;br /&gt;yet i worship the same God&lt;br /&gt;the same God &lt;br /&gt;that made me in His image&lt;br /&gt;so what does that make Him&lt;br /&gt;stretched wide for the world to witness&lt;br /&gt;across barbwire boundaries i crossed&lt;br /&gt;crown of thorns&lt;br /&gt;no longer in your side&lt;br /&gt;now i can be myself&lt;br /&gt;loving men forever in heaven too&lt;br /&gt;i died for your sins too&lt;br /&gt;what about me?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;what about me?&lt;br /&gt;....in progress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-6129319494427880280?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6129319494427880280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=6129319494427880280&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6129319494427880280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6129319494427880280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-about-usme.html' title='What About Us/Me....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-3797852729498546975</id><published>2008-09-02T12:36:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T15:12:31.267-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Ask And You Shall Receive.....</title><content type='html'>sooo sent out a text to a few folks: "In need of a writing prompt, any suggestions?"&lt;br /&gt;got some really interesting ones back, and i will try to write on each of them over the near future. here are the ones received so far...feel inspired? go head use them...names are anonymous to protect the innocent lol..yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--love and compromise and finding the balance...&lt;br /&gt;--not sure when i forgot that i needed me...&lt;br /&gt;--write a letter to yourself forgiving yourself for not knowing how to always take care of you. what would you promise others in order to take care of them that you aren't giving yourself? &lt;br /&gt;--write to you, talking to about you what you deserve and how to do that as if you were talking to someone outside you... &lt;br /&gt;--meet the best friend you are to others. introduce her to you...&lt;br /&gt;--unwanted change...&lt;br /&gt;--write about needing a writing prompt and why...&lt;br /&gt;--using the words beg in, begin, and beginning...&lt;br /&gt;--take a page from a novel and write a poem using the words on that page...&lt;br /&gt;--take title from one of your old poems and use it to inspire new thoughts and point of view of the subject...&lt;br /&gt;--the concept of a poet with no tongue...&lt;br /&gt;--she is the ground i walk upon...an earth/love poem...&lt;br /&gt;--write about the America...and the changes we hope to see with Obama becoming president...&lt;br /&gt;--keep your cloud cover to yourself, you're blocking my sunshine...&lt;br /&gt;--why does the sun shine brighter when you have a hangover?&lt;br /&gt;--how does chocolate and the touch of your lover's hand on the nape of your neck make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;--write about the highs and lows of gambling...&lt;br /&gt;--i will build a palace where this once was...&lt;br /&gt;--a mentalgasmic experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not sure when i forgot that i needed me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even sure when i remembered&lt;br /&gt;but i did&lt;br /&gt;and i do&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;at this moment&lt;br /&gt;red rimmed eyes swollen with unfulfilled promises&lt;br /&gt;hands evident the levees have broken &lt;br /&gt;tired of holding arthritic fingers in heart dams&lt;br /&gt;keeping proud lies present in forced smiles&lt;br /&gt;abandoned arms encircle yesterday's little girl lost&lt;br /&gt;"i love you"&lt;br /&gt;she&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;smile&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-3797852729498546975?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3797852729498546975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=3797852729498546975&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3797852729498546975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/3797852729498546975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/ask-and-you-shall-receive.html' title='Ask And You Shall Receive.....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2070131644704599348</id><published>2008-08-27T21:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:48:45.396-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SLYf8GLxSLI/AAAAAAAAAXA/KKbz9pB5Vao/s1600-h/window+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SLYf8GLxSLI/AAAAAAAAAXA/KKbz9pB5Vao/s320/window+love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239410333804742834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning with you on my mind&lt;br /&gt;actually you never left it&lt;br /&gt;for dreams were filled with you too&lt;br /&gt;filled so full&lt;br /&gt;you overflowed into my heart&lt;br /&gt;but then you didn't have a lot of room there either&lt;br /&gt;seems you have claimed that space too&lt;br /&gt;what is a girl to do with this perceived dilemma?&lt;br /&gt;i stretch defeated arms wide&lt;br /&gt;listening to the whispers of them bragging&lt;br /&gt;about the last time they held you &lt;br /&gt;lips tremble for the taste of you&lt;br /&gt;soft skin searches for the last placed touched&lt;br /&gt;and all the inbetweens your eyes sought after&lt;br /&gt;resiliant thick skin seems to be thinning&lt;br /&gt;or at least melting away from the memory of your gaze&lt;br /&gt;"so beautiful" echoes sweetly across earlobes&lt;br /&gt;nestles itself within loose curls for another day&lt;br /&gt;when most needed to hear.&lt;br /&gt;met by chance, i think not&lt;br /&gt;you have always been there&lt;br /&gt;i have always been here&lt;br /&gt;we were just waiting for the fit&lt;br /&gt;and we did&lt;br /&gt;and we do&lt;br /&gt;....so well&lt;br /&gt;yet....&lt;br /&gt;life sometimes doesn't match up with heart time&lt;br /&gt;crossroads are not shortcuts&lt;br /&gt;so seek wisely&lt;br /&gt;careful not to fall upon def ears &lt;br /&gt;paths can be less traveled&lt;br /&gt;yet still carry outlines of footprints to fill.&lt;br /&gt;emotions stir like the winds of change&lt;br /&gt;tucked away in corners of deep pockets&lt;br /&gt;amongst double headed copper pennies, dried crystal tears,&lt;br /&gt;and forget-me-nots.&lt;br /&gt;does it matter what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;simply no....&lt;br /&gt;for my heart...at this moment...will always be yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2070131644704599348?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2070131644704599348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=2070131644704599348&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2070131644704599348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/2070131644704599348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/08/continued.html' title='continued...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SLYf8GLxSLI/AAAAAAAAAXA/KKbz9pB5Vao/s72-c/window+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-1841632481502942235</id><published>2008-08-26T15:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:00:50.666-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>2 Points of View...From One Point of View...Both With Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SLRxRDH8ruI/AAAAAAAAAW4/A8dpTG1clJo/s1600-h/6buvwuq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SLRxRDH8ruI/AAAAAAAAAW4/A8dpTG1clJo/s320/6buvwuq.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238936804249087714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not strong enough to let these crumbling hands pick up the pieces of this failing existance&lt;br /&gt;what could of been slips through fingers like lost time&lt;br /&gt;winds of change blow dust into rose colored eyes&lt;br /&gt;beauty sometimes acts as blinders&lt;br /&gt;every blink to the past causes thorns to scratch away point of views&lt;br /&gt;seems there is only yours my dear&lt;br /&gt;point your lil finger you beautiful doll&lt;br /&gt;shine for the world to see&lt;br /&gt;foolish ownership&lt;br /&gt;i claim my part&lt;br /&gt;do you see yours...over the horizon of your martyrdom?&lt;br /&gt;i walk the halls of this heart&lt;br /&gt;not alone&lt;br /&gt;competing with whispering ghosts and dancing skeletons &lt;br /&gt;which scream for your attention&lt;br /&gt;which you listen to intently&lt;br /&gt;which we pay dearly&lt;br /&gt;which is more than i can afford&lt;br /&gt;eggshells cling to my boots&lt;br /&gt;even hang loosely from my teeth&lt;br /&gt;and with every i love you spoken&lt;br /&gt;they are crushed into the perfect melody upon my tongue&lt;br /&gt;reminding a soldier this is not his war...anymore&lt;br /&gt;but still willing to die for the cause...&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was enough for you...with no comparisons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not strong enough to let these crumbling hands pick up the pieces of this failing existance&lt;br /&gt;what could of been slips through fingers like lost time&lt;br /&gt;winds of change blows dust across a hardened inheritance&lt;br /&gt;his imprint is forensic evidence&lt;br /&gt;every blink to the past cracks the mirror evenmore&lt;br /&gt;ugly reflections peeping through childlike wantings&lt;br /&gt;yelling at self "I AM A GOOD PERSON"&lt;br /&gt;haunting echos crash against heart walls&lt;br /&gt;displaced ownership&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to see my part&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be loved&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;br /&gt;love me enough for the both of us&lt;br /&gt;i walk the halls of this bruised heart&lt;br /&gt;not alone&lt;br /&gt;searching for whispering ghosts and dancing skeletons&lt;br /&gt;their two-step comforts me&lt;br /&gt;which gives me purpose&lt;br /&gt;which directs my path&lt;br /&gt;which i pay dearly daily&lt;br /&gt;which i will never be able to afford&lt;br /&gt;i am trying to get this right...&lt;br /&gt;but self hate clings to the underside of my stilletoes&lt;br /&gt;mixed with the muck i try to hide with uneven steps&lt;br /&gt;reminding a fallen warrior this is her fight...her self fight&lt;br /&gt;and i am worth it...&lt;br /&gt;forgive my wicked tongue&lt;br /&gt;forgive me for weaving deception into this love&lt;br /&gt;forgive me for not forgiving me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-1841632481502942235?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1841632481502942235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=1841632481502942235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1841632481502942235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/1841632481502942235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/08/2-points-of-viewfrom-one-point-of.html' title='2 Points of View...From One Point of View...Both With Love'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail 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from madison&lt;br /&gt;--for tighter circles&lt;br /&gt;--for having some great days with you sir&lt;br /&gt;--for u missing me...always a good thing&lt;br /&gt;--for the power of words...the ones that come from the soul&lt;br /&gt;--for hanging out with poets off the mic...not bad pool player &lt;br /&gt;--for watching her grow into and finding herself...its beautiful as much as she is&lt;br /&gt;--for the bond between us that is getting stronger...long car rides always good&lt;br /&gt;--for being a part of her release....dolphins, bonfires, colored skies, heaven's gate, and family&lt;br /&gt;--for momma wanting to be close to her support system and those that love you...we will always surround you with love and never forget&lt;br /&gt;--for the younger ones who i think look up to me...an honor, and a task to be better&lt;br /&gt;--for running into you oh so sweet everytime we meet...everything for a reason&lt;br /&gt;--for birthdays...everyone a blessing&lt;br /&gt;--for a great FUN night at Neosoul&lt;br /&gt;--for a niiice getaway weekend starting today...and oh the music we will hear tomorrow will be phenomenal&lt;br /&gt;--for the love and beauty of the women in my life...damn im blessed&lt;br /&gt;--for my son entering highschool next week...he is growing up so fast and is so handsome....keeps me laughing&lt;br /&gt;--for bittersweet feelings about them growing up...want them to always need me like i need them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-8742351846257189702?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8742351846257189702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=8742351846257189702&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8742351846257189702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/8742351846257189702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahh-yes.html' title='Ahh Yes...'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SK8r6CYrf0I/AAAAAAAAAWc/nmcnKQRpaU8/s72-c/kids.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-4261511315767939133</id><published>2008-08-09T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:50:15.619-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nationals 08'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SJ-2iJYhjZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/_e_vCw8zgsw/s1600-h/nps08+150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SJ-2iJYhjZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/_e_vCw8zgsw/s320/nps08+150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233101989778394514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no we didnt win our bout to make it to finals...but we still will be on the final stage doing a tribute for shannon...such an honor. we knew going in we didn't have much of a chance with the two ny teams...but it was okay...our bout is the one most came to and the fact we stood strong in our words...earned us so much respect among our peers. it was a beautiful touching night...we got up there standing strong and did what we came to do....be the poets of record...and we are the team folks are talking about.....i felt like i was on the final stage last night...our stage was sacred.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-4261511315767939133?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4261511315767939133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=4261511315767939133&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/4261511315767939133'/><link rel='self' 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grateful!!!!</title><content type='html'>--for the Creator &amp; She giving us traveling grace and continuing to watch out for us.&lt;br /&gt;--for this beautiful madison weather....had to wear something long sleeve...don't miss the texas heat AT ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;--for one big azz family reunion, and meeting new family...poets are a different breed lol&lt;br /&gt;--for the moments in between the battles&lt;br /&gt;--for the denver slam nuba team...always showing so much love, and for their phenomenal body of work...i admire them so much as a team and as individuals&lt;br /&gt;--for Phetote on the Killeen team who literally gave the shirt off of his back to a homeless man...and it was not a cheap shirt...wow&lt;br /&gt;--for Canadian geese....reminds me of my birthplace just a few hundred miles away...yes i thought of going home lol...not sure if they would let me back into the us though lol&lt;br /&gt;--for my team...my damn beloved team...even with the struggles...oh and there have been struggles...we love each other and got one another's back...no doubt...&lt;br /&gt;--for coach...thank you for everything and every moment...even the tough ones...even the tough ones...all teaching moments...see you on the otherside&lt;br /&gt;--for sitting in the top 5 in the nation right now!!!!! meaning we are going to the semi-finals tonight&lt;br /&gt;--for the power of the words..."Go In"...and we do and we will and we will continue...it has been life changing indeed&lt;br /&gt;--for allen from neo surprising us and flying in to see and support...unbelievable...&lt;br /&gt;--for the unbelievable female power here...taking some of it back with me and giving it to the ones in my life&lt;br /&gt;--for the strength of our beloved sheila...she herself is a warrior&lt;br /&gt;--for all the love and support from folks here, and folks back home...love you &lt;br /&gt;--for missing my family...i am glad i miss them...i am glad i miss him &lt;br /&gt;--for jono being by fortress...he is truly a blessing in my life&lt;br /&gt;--for this life&lt;br /&gt;--for calling on my village&lt;br /&gt;--for vulnerability...go in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-6818500320912903306?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6818500320912903306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12698171&amp;postID=6818500320912903306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6818500320912903306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12698171/posts/default/6818500320912903306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com/2008/08/man-i-am-grateful.html' title='MAN!!!! i am grateful!!!!'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-8244512306608579922</id><published>2008-08-08T03:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T03:24:11.656-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nationals 08'/><title type='text'>Okay so i have missed a couple of days....</title><content type='html'>like wow...so i am going to go backwards....right now, we are sitting 5th in the nation, and yes we are going to the semifinals...God is good...and so is my team...we have worked our butts off and our damn coach is unbelievable...(love you funky mike, 13 definitely learned from the best...love you)her strategy has been right on...by the way we won our second bout doing ALL individual pieces...neo has never done that....okay so let me see if i can remember the highlights of the week lol...sorry but poets party like crazy...plus its one big family reunion.&lt;br /&gt;let me go back to tonight real quick and say a few things about my teammies...we have never done the pieces like we did tonight...our saying this year is "Go In"..meaning capture the emotion of the piece, become the words not just a poet spitting a poem...it was so emotional to watch each one of us up on that stage "going in"...so emotional doing the pieces themselves...i couldnt stop crying when i got off stage. what we have been doing lately with this concept has been life changing for me...like coach said...there is no more excuse...everytime you go there...and you go deep.&lt;br /&gt;okay...had a beautiful memorial service for our beloved shannon this morning...so moving. shiela is a warrior herself...of course since she had such a warrior daughter. i mean what else comes from a warrior womb, right? &lt;br /&gt;by the way, one of our biggest supporters of neosoul and a really good poet himself...Allen, surprised us and showed up at our bout tonight...couldn't believe it...i mean really? he just wanted to come see us and check out the scene...lol, we hollered when we saw him just sitting there all non chalant. lol&lt;br /&gt;allen thank you and thank you for all those sending well wishes and love our way...love each and everyone of you for it...don't stop please...we still have a fight to go.&lt;br /&gt;its after 4am right now, still pumped and excited but feeling tired too all wrapped up into one. &lt;br /&gt;i miss my family...felt funny not going to neosoul tonight too...hope all went well...&lt;br /&gt;our family here is so beautiful, all walks of life...colors, creeds, hair lol...oh you should see the hair lol...&lt;br /&gt;going to bed...will write again 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days....'/><author><name>Shelle</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DlVoBR7ClfA/SMWvkPqxurI/AAAAAAAAAYE/THortxKvnps/S220/023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12698171.post-2470749882588080864</id><published>2008-08-03T19:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T19:49:18.235-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nationals 08'/><title type='text'>Day !</title><content type='html'>got up...well i never went to sleep...at the crack of dawn...airport by 5:30...liftoff 7:00...not too bad of a flight, some turbalance and minor rain storm, oh and jono sleeping like a rock on my shoulder and slobbering...all love lol.&lt;br /&gt;we are so excited to be here, already some amazing experiences...first folks we see stepping off the plane in chicago...team slam nuba...symbolic indeed. drive the rest of the way to madison...i slept for an hour maybe...but very refreshed...this country up here is beautiful and oh so green...oh and if you think i miss that texas heat, you are out of your ever loving mind...today folks said it was hot, well the natives...it was only in the low 80's and all we texas folk could do was laugh...nah we will show you heat! pretty cool town, its different, but i understand why they call it the sister city of austin...some similarities...but er ah...you can tell the poets are in town lol. &lt;br /&gt;saw htown crew and hung with them a bit, saw slam nuba exploring downtown like rockstars on scooters...hey do it big right!! ran into team hollywood...and yes they are the persona...hollywood lol but all love. last team was the best...but met by accident...no there are no accidents in life...everything for a reason...hung out at the main poet hotel...nothing really going on...too quiet...don't know how on earth they are going to handle what is about to descend on their stoic pristine hotel lol...team maui walked in...we didn't know who they were, but knew they were poets...you know we know our own kind lol. greeted us with much love...beautiful great spirits...the energy between us 5 clicked and meshed instantly. hung out with them for awhile and was blessed with some of their music and freestyles...which of course fay and jono joined. me? nah i just love to listen...they blessed my ears tremendously...&lt;br /&gt;now just trying to figure out what we are going to do tonight in this town...things really don't get going until tomorrow...whatever it will be, ya know it is going down in madison. lol...nope not telling all we will do lol.&lt;br /&gt;to be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i can't stop grinning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12698171-2470749882588080864?l=luvdesirebutterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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