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Whiskey-tango-foxtrot, Over?
Ok, so I'm just flipping through the cnannels and I see a commercial for this upcoming movie that shall soon be in theatres and it appears that it is a Christmas movie and a horror movie at the same time. I didn't catch the name of the movie as it was the end of the commercial but I want to know who in the hell thinks of this kinda shit? like seriously? Do(es) the person or persons who came up with this idea not already know that Christmas time is already like a horror story in itself? I mean it's the one time of the year that you have to deal with people that you would rather not and just sit back and grit your teeth and get through it. I mean everyone has some kinda relative that they think is just a slight bit off color for whatever reason. If that's not enough then you have to worry about one or more of these relative giving you some real crap gift that you have absolutely no use for, and THEN having to bother with taking the stupid shit back and dealing with those extremely long l

Whispers In The Wind
I think I will break the Blog Cherry with a dash of my poetry for your tastebuds. Be careful, I am known to be as addictive as sex & chocolate..... Together! Be sure to let me know if something I write grabs ahold of you. After all.... you are who it was created for! Dr. Charles says..." Take two deep breaths and write me in the morning!" WHISPERS IN THE WIND - by Charles L. Hull I thought I heard your name today Whispered upon the wind, And it made me think of long ago And the love you used to send. Tears fell from my saddened eyes As I tried so hard to smile And I had to face the pain inside From mistakes I’ve made for awhile. I thought of times I made you cry And the many times you tried To carry on and never show The pain you felt inside. But sometimes a heart completely breaks With no way for it to mend, And I heard your name the day you left Whispered upon the wind. So now I face this world alone As I try to find a way To deal with all this hurt inside

The Whisper
I hear a whisper & look around. I look about me, there's no on to be found. I start to walk again & that's when I begin to hear it. It keeps whispering & I choose to fear it. I start to run but it follows; There's a lump in my throat; I cannot swallow. I turn to look into the lush green... but as before... nothing cam be seen. ~Gwendolyn A (Pepper) Coyne August 20, 1990

The Whisperer's
It's Christmas once again my friend and the angels dance so free, the magic surrounds each one of us as we all have one you see. They whisper all around us and they sing us Christmas songs, and it's up to us to listen if we want to sing along. The whisper of your Mother, her voice so sweet and clear, The one that fills your heart with joy this special time of year. We all have someone whispering in the silence of our hearts, we remember all the love they gave from birth till we did part. These voices that I hope you hear will make you smile I will pray, And may the voice of all the whisperers bring you joy this Christmas day. Luv&Hugs, ~Mz Mic~

Whispers
I wisper to you I miss you. Your answer Ive missed you more. I wisper you've been gone forever. You say its not that been that long. I hang my head and cry. You pull me close and tell me it will be ok. I wisper I love you. You wrap your arms around me and hold me close. and wisper I love you too. I look down at the stone in front of me and wisper, but you already know that don't you. You look at me with tears in your eyes and wisper I always did.

Whispers Of Suicide
It’s there, It always has been. Such a fragile side, Brittle… Broken too many times, By those who say, I love you… I have considered it. They say those who talk about it Don’t do it, Inside I just smirk, Stupid bastards, What would they know? It’s like a lover, A lover that lies dormant, Until you need them. To date, I have avoided it… It reminds me of a black rose, Dried dead brittle, If I dare touch it… I’ve toyed with the idea, Just when my hands get so cold, I can’t warm them. The park is dark where its’s kept. All blacks, greys frosted whites. Littered with broken altars, Where blood has dried, Black on white worn marble. Unrequited love- deaths last kiss Upon an iced breath …. Whispers… I will love… I smile to his death wish Not tonight my love. Closing the ancient gates, I don’t mind their screech of metal on metal, …I walk away Again.

Whispers
I heard my name in the Wind. softy it called me It took my breath away, I leaned again the tree I looked to the Moon I looked for you The wind whispered to me lean on me, can't you hear me calling I reached for it the sound was sweet it stroked my face and whispered My heart quicked my soul was touched all in a whisper from the wind!!! So I will take flied, I will listen I will be touched I will be lifted to a place I have never been So are you listening to the wind?

Whispers In The Wind(what I Wil Say To The Man I Will Love Forever!**
Listen do you hear the wind? On its wings I will send My love to you today As I do in every way Your love means so much to me Open your eyes and you will see What your love has done Now the metamorphosis has begun I have beautiful wings to fly With them I can soar so high To you, my love, I will send Whispers of love in the wind When you hear the wind whistle by Take flight with me, soar high Close your eyes, picture me with you See, together neither of us can be blue Listen and you will hear I am close, always near In your heart I reside When I am not by your side samara.

Whiskey Lullaby ~ Brad Paisley
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind Until the night 1st Chorus He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said I'll love her till I die And when we buried him beneath the willow The angels sang a whiskey lullaby (Sing lullaby) The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until the night 2nd Chorus She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away his

Whiskey Lullaby
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind Until the night [1st Chorus] He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said I'll love her till I die And when we buried him beneath the willow The angels sang a whiskey lullaby (Sing lullaby) The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until the night [2nd Chorus] She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger And finally drank awa

Whiskey Cake Recipe
1 box white cake mix 1 package instant vanilla pudding (3 oz) 1 oz whiskey 4 eggs 1 cup milk 1/4 cup oil 1 cup finely chopped walnuts 2 tsp flour 1/4 lb butter or margarine 3/4 cup sugar 1/2 cup whiskey (Note: this is a make ahead. Must be baked at least one day before serving) Combine cake and pudding mixes with whiskey and eggs, beating well. Beat in milk and oil. Toss walnuts with flour then fold into cake mixture. Pour into a greased and floured ten-inch tube pan and bake at 350 degrees about 55 to 60 minutes, until cake tests done. Leave cake in pan while you prepare glaze. To make glaze, heat together the butter, sugar and 1/2 cup whiskey until mixture is bubbling and butter melted. Pour hot mixture over hot cake in pan, then let cool in pan for at least 2 hours or more. You will need to put the cake back in the oven at 325 degrees for about 15/20 minutes to get outta pan. For extra "punch" add a shot or 2 into the cake.

Whisper
if I whisper your name would you feel my love if I blew a kiss to the wind would you know the warmth if I say I love you in my thoughts would you hear me in your heart if I look at the sky tonight and shed a tear for my love for you would you see me crying in the stars above would you cry with me too if I whispered your name would you whisper my name....

Whisenhunt !!!
Hell yeah!! We didn't pick Mike Sherman, thank God! Whisenhunt huh.....maybe the Cards front office is trying to win a few games. Guess we'll find out if they spend some of that $12 million under the cap. Who knows, a cover corner, a center, maybe another pass rushing lineman, and that teams a playoff team next year! Until then though, Go Suns!!! 9 in a row baby with Memphis coming up.

Whispers In The Night
Listen carefully, open your heart, for my Whispers In The Night Touching your soul, ever so gently, making you glow so bright I come to you, through a warm breeze, feel me on your face Your beautiful glow, lights my world, blessed with Gods sweet grace Hear the birds sing, a special love song, up in the tree In through your ears, a soft melody, just for you from me I come to you, in many different ways, each and every day Your magnetic pull, attracting me, God wants it this way See the moon glow, a soft orange, up in the night time sky In through your eyes, touching you, sometimes making you cry I come to you, in my comforting way, sending all my love I pray to God, thanking him, for sending you from above Feel the rain, pouring down, as it hits your skin Touching you, with my love, as my tears begin I come to you, to be with you, each and every day Without your love, for me to have, there is no other way You are my life, you are my world, Im blessed with Gods sweet gra

Whispers In The Dark
Sexy & Romantic glitter graphics from www.sexiluv.com "whispers in the dark" When you whisper my name you release me; when you close your eyes can you see me? when i whisper your name do you hear me? when i embrace you at night can you feel me? when you see me smile will you kiss me? if you see me lonely will you hold me? if i gave you my heart will you take it? there are many in life that might break it. written words may not always feel the same but.... if you listen closely...... you will hear me calling your name.... because i am always speaking from the heart.. when i am.. whispering.... to... you... in the dark...

Whispers
What's left to give, when everything has been taken? How many times will this heart be shaken?...From the very thing that's bruised it again and again. Push rewind......then stop...delete where this all began. I can be anything, even just a friend. Some choices are never easy when feelings are still at hand. The times I felt so in love, were the times I felt so alive. And I can't shake these dreams. It's a picture perfect world, cuz in them you're here with me. Careful not to speak too loudly. But loud enough not to be so quiet. Grasping the words that fall from your lips. If they cause any more emotions, it's gonna start a riot. Hold back and this heart will go left undiscovered. Hopes will turn cold and the future will remain covered. Left to be alone, lost in a distant memory. They say all is fare in love and war....or is it just a conspiracy?

Whispering In My Heart
Oh, what can I do to let you know my heart is for real, Sitting at the beach only the stars could tell you, Let me love you for no reason, for no return, Swinging with the waves of ocean, who am I speaking to; Oh, what can I do to let you know how much I feel for you, Wishing to the clouds let me see the moon, Let me love you for no reason, for no return, Shivering in the wind, oh, where are you; Let me love you, oh, let me love you, Not for my loneliness but for you, Let me love you, oh, let me love you, I whispering in my heart, oh god, let me love you...

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot Is ~s.s.s~..?!?
Ok so you're asking yourselves.. what the fuck is S.S.S? Well I will tell you.. We are the Smart Sexy Silly Trio. That's right bishes... we be ~S.S.S~ Check us out! You will love us, everyone does. ¢¾Trixy¢¾ ¢Ô HateSEX Poetess ¢Ô ¥æ DUNGEON DJ ¥æ@ CherryTAP Razzamapple~S.S.S~@ CherryTAP MJ™ [one♥love]~S.S.S~@ CherryTAP

"whispers In The Dark"
(THIS IS FOR MY SPECIAL SOMEONE) "whispers in the dark" When you whisper my name you release me; when you close your eyes can you see me? when i whisper your name do you hear me? when i embrace you at night can you feel me? when you see me smile will you kiss me? if you see me lonely will you hold me? if i gave you my heart will you take it? there are many in life that might break it. written words may not always feel the same but.... if you listen closely...... you will hear me calling your name.... because i am always speaking from the heart.. when i am.. whispering.... to... you... in the dark...

Whisper Of A Hot Angel
Nay, proclaim'th he, for sweet charity hath placed me within whisper of an angel, low that I doth jest at her mortality. For jest I may as jest I might But thee wouldst find mine lust Little jests at night! Nay, the jest mightst be in nibbles, A little per-loin for pleasure of groin And ravishment upon chest and nipples! But sup on sweet soul may have to suffice, Gravy of laughter and merry fun after, To dine on friendship and sage advice. Seems tis the province of the chaste To not take pleasure in ample measure, Tho tis much a shame and such a waste!

Whiskey Was My Drink Anyway
Whiskey! Your sex life mostly resembles Whiskey on the Rocks. You are strait forward when it comes to sex, but not very imaginative. You have a lot of sex because you are more inclined to have a committed relationship. Take this quiz at QuizUniverse.com

Whispers
Whispers of love float along the wind; Bringing a sense of solace and felicity The wind cannot be heard nor ever seen; But I feel the love pouring into our heart's It brings a sense of warmth; Just as we do to one another It is like catching a rainbow after a summer's rain; Admiring the colors and truly appreciating the beauty Love is an amazing feeling ~ and bond Ours is nothing less than true and clear You are whisper's of love; Calming and gentle You are truly perfection to me.. And much more than I can contain

Whispers
An older gentleman is sitting in a bar when a beautiful young woman walks up to him and whispers in his ear, "I'll do anything you want for 50 bucks." He immediately puts his drink down and begins frantically going through his pockets. He pulls out a cumbled up ten, two five's, a twenty and ten ones. He thrusts the wadded up money into the woman's hand and says, "Here...paint my house."

Whispering To The Secret Places
A dream so small yet so obsessive My Secret Love, you hold me close in the darkest of nights You're soft hand resting across my back And your fingers soothing the restlessness that lives deep in my heart You're dancing across my breath and into my soul And whispering to the secret places I hold dear In the watery pools of my spirit I see your reflection And your soft tears wash away my deepest despairs The moments I spend with you Are the ones I will cherish in my heart forever My Secret Love

Whiskey
An old prospector walks his tired old mule into a western town one day. He'd been out in the desert for about six months without a drop of whiskey. He walked up to the first saloon he came to and tied his old mule to the hitch rail. As he stood there brushing some of the dust from his face and clothes, a gunslinger walked out of the saloon with a gun in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other. The gunslinger looked at the old man and laughed, saying, "Hey old man, have you ever danced?" The old man looked up at the gunslinger and said, "No, I never did dance. I just never wanted to." A crowd had gathered by then and the gunslinger said, "Well, you old fool, you're gonna' dance now," and started shooting at the old man's feet. The old prospector was hopping around and everybody was laughing. When the gunslinger fired his last bullet, he holstered his gun and turned around to go back into the saloon. The old man reached up on the mule, drew his shotgun,

Whiskey Lulaby
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind Until the night He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said I'll love her till I die And when we buried him beneath the willow The angels sang a whiskey lullaby LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until the night She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger And finally dran

Whiskey Lullaby
WHISKEY LULLABY She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind Until the night 1st Chorus He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said I'll love her till I die And when we buried him beneath the willow The angels sang a whiskey lullaby (Sing lullaby) The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until the night She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger And finally dr

Whispers In The Darkness
* by anonymous Soft candlelight shimmering on the walls in the darkened room, white princess lace shears blowing softly against the midnight summer breeze. His whispered words creeping into her ear, guiding her, taunting her. She lays in the center of the oversized bed, which is draped, in black silk sheet, her ivory complexion illuminated by the warm glow of the scented candles around her. Her fingers gently glide across her breasts massaging them, softly at first then more firmly. Pinching and twisting her nipples as her thighs slide across the cool silk beneath her, bending her knees upward as they fall open, the cool breeze lashing across her glistening womanhood. Her fingers trailing down her stomach, slowly memorizing each succulent curve. Feeling his presence washing over her, she reaches for the ice in a bowl on the cherry wood stand beside her bed, selecting one and bringing to her chest, not making contact, but allowing the tiny drops to assault her skin. Small shivers

(whistles)
(whistles) Laadee dumm! I wish for a beauty in a bottle! One with raggity hair! I wish for a dinosaur with purple hair! (whistles) Laadee dumm! I wish for a bright yellow jump suit! One that makes funny noises when ya move! I wish for a green pumpkin, that I can carve " EAT ME " In the back! I wish for someone to finnaly call me "I'm a Pretty Fairy"! Please don't have me explain ain ain! (whistles) Laadee dumm! I wish for a pet fly! One that I can call steve! I wish for a drawling of a old guy posing Quite a scary thought acually! (whistles) Laadee dumm! I bet if I keep going on i'll go nuts! But that won't effect any of us! I can already see people running while screaming Someones going to put me in a nut house! I see some men, in bright white coats! Coming towards my way ay ay! CRAP!!! RUNNN!!!!!! -The End

Whisper
Whisper softly to me, love. Tell me how much you love me and just how much you need me. Your gentle breath in my ear is so exciting. Let me hear the words that fill me with the desire to make love to you. Your warm lips as they nuzzle my ear lobe and say those special words "Fuck me". Yessssssssssssss"I am so turned on by those words. While I lie here next to you, your hand as it rubs lightly on my back and then moves over the curve of my hip to gently rub my baby soft bottom. Can you hear as my breathing changes and the soft moan escapes my lips? Slowly my hips start to move as my pussy reaches ever closer to your cock. I feel your hardness against me. I move in close to you and begin to suck on your bottom lip. Running my tongue deep into your mouth to suck your tongue and kiss you ever so deeply. My mouth aching with the need to fill itself with your tongue. Your hands continue to caress my skin and you place the palm of your hand tightly against my mound. Slowly you begin

Whispers Not Satisfy
When against hearts walls thoughts hold you close and images imprint my depths desires visions dance upon wistful carousels each a moment of love revolving in time sparkles of un-tethered fascination breezes cast from whispered breath carrying soft tunes of forever promises reminding me of your care When minds boardwalk’s bare and you’re not there night winds whisper its lonesome call yearning becomes my shadow needing my gaze to sea sighs fall heavy into stomach’s pit churning in rhythm to each lonely wave hollow though filled with missing whispering cries for you once more The need to feel and hold you causes whispered screams of destiny’s fires to seek the life within your wondered eyes lay kisses soft on lips so tender hear laughter that’s not surreal inhale teasing taunts of flirted fragrance a warm body casting

Whiskey Goodbyes
WHISKEY GOODBYES He would pull her close And whisper his dreams into her ear He told her everything From his happiness, to his fears She fell in love with this boy The one who would not break her heart The one who wanted to see the world And wanted to see it with her from the start But he soon became distant His faith seemed to be misplaced His smile was not as bright And she could barely recognize his face When she looked into his eyes She saw no shimmer of light Only dark path ways That used to shine so bright She asked why he did not whisper, Why his voice became numb But his answer was simply vague She wondered what he had become One night after hours of thought She finally decided how she had to feel She was falling out of love And was losing what was real So she went to his house And stood on the steps by his door She took a deep breath And was scared like never before She knocked and waited When no one came, she went inside She wou

Whisper Of Darkness
For centuries I have waited Alone in My Desire Alone in this emptiness For My soul to be called From its lonely abyss. Waiting and crying out Only to hear the echo Of My own tears falling. Faced with the fear That this is My Destiny I sleep...I dream..I wait... In My dreams I hear Your whisper Carried to Me upon The shadows of Darkness Soft as a Midnight breeze Strong as the Rage of Thunder You call to Me Caressing My soul Awakening My sences Burning My body with Desire. I awake with the memory Of Our love long past, I know Who You are I can still feel Your touch My need for You Carries Me to where You are As the Darkness whispers Your name I fall into Your embrace. My soul no longer alone My tears no longer echo For My Destiny is You.

"whiskey Lullaby" Brad Paisley
"Whiskey Lullaby" (feat. Alison Krauss) She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind Until the night [1st Chorus] He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said I'll love her till I die And when we buried him beneath the willow The angels sang a whiskey lullaby (Sing lullaby) The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until the night [2nd Chorus] She put that bottle to her head a

Whispered
Whispered My words left unspoken untold and alone left as a secret, written in stone. Whispering with the wind, through ears that don't hear. Will one never know how I love thee so, dear? To think is to speak, as breath is to air, forgotten in time, left in despair. When life is determined by the beat of a heart, the truth will be spoken, and with a kiss, we'll depart.

Whispers To Windstorms
whispers to windstorms witness as it hits home, so precious the petals of a cyclone,its victims left mindblown, the government says that we should settle like gieco threw the fuckin roof is more than were this mutherfucka just might go hypodermic with a style air bubble a short struggle the subject dies, a brief huddle, remove the rubble, delicately place the soul back in to the bubble. we trouble ourselfes enough to pummel elephants, mere man, its no wonder so many suffer while surrounded by etheral delagates. dignity is not only for creator entity, but creative entity .so big up yourself by shedding the shackles that keep you dead to me federal intervention at this point is dead ahead of me. politics today is just a way of better watching things. as if big brother needed a more secure means of locking things.their mocking me. but have not yet began to devise a means of stopping me, logicaly one would do better to comprehend before demolishing quite possibly your s

Whiskey On Ice
Whiskey on Ice Woke up this morning tasting Jim Beam Holding the answer to some ole boys dream Got a bad reputation yes I’m a live wire Like my whiskey on ice and my women on fire From Memphis to Mobile I’ve played all the dives Lord knows I’m lucky just still be alive I’m an all around rebel and I won’t be denied Of my whiskey on Ice and my women on fire I like my whiskey on ice and my women on fire I like a good sounded guitar and I won’t be called a liar Spent many long nights with a burning desire for my whiskey on ice and my women on fire Some folks talk about me guess they always will They think it’s been an easy ride and all been down hill What they dont think about what they dont realize is the shoes that I’m filling are a mighty big size One night in Nashville tried to take my life Cause my friends had all left me and so had my wife But a fast ride to Florida made me realize I had some whiskey on ice and some Florida women on fire I like my whisk

Whiskey Braised Brisket
MAKES 6 SERVINGS 1 BEEF BRISKET (ABOUT 4 LBS) 1 PKG (9OZ) DRIED ONION AND MUSHROOM SOUP MIX, LIKE LIPTON 1/2 CUP WHISKEY, LIKE JAMESON 3 BUNCHES BABY CARROTS, TRIMMENED 3 MEDUIM LEEKS, WASHED, TRIMMENED AND CUT INTO 2" PIECES 1. HEAT OVEN TO 350F. OVER MEDIUM HEAT, HEAT DUTCH OVEN 4 MIN. ADD BEEF; COOK 10 MIN., OR UNTIL BROWN, TURNING ONCE.REMOVE PAN FROM HEAT. 2. SPRINKLE SOUP MIX OVER BOTH SIDES OF BEEF. POUR WHISKEY AND 3/4 CUP WATER OVER BEEF. COVER; PLACE IN OVEN. 3. COOK 3 HRS., TURNING AND ADDING 1/4 CUP WATER MIDWAY. ADD CARROTS AND LEEKS; COOK 20 MIN PREPERRATION TIME 10 MIN TOTAL TIME 3 HRS, 45 MIN PER SERVING: 668 PRO.60G CARB12G FIBER2G CHOL.189MG SAD.629 MGFAT:SAT.15G TRANS6G MONO18G POLY.2G

Whispers!!!
Whispers After you fall asleep I enter our room I stand there and watch you sleep knowing that I am on your mind by the way you smile I pull back the covers and I see that you are hard waiting for me I softly lay down beside you I start giving you soft kisses every where but your special spot is calling me so I give in and take you in my mouth I hear you moan in your sleep I wonder how long you will stay asleep I kiss and lick your cock and balls I feel them building in my mouth To my surprise you grab me and roll me over You smack my ass alittle Then you tease my opening with your cock then you plunge into me I met you thrust for thrust I feel myself dripping down your balls I begin to cum and feel as if I would collapse You are holding me up as you continue to thrust into me Suddenly you let out a moan One final thrust I feel your cum shooting deep into me I start to move again Yes I greedy and want all your sweet milk You lean forwar

A Whisher Sweet.............
A WhIsHeR sWeEt............. Basket full of pretty posies from the "you" I love, both of us to talk together under stars above. A whisper sweet discloses the magic that you feel, I'm delighted with the roses, roses tell me love is real. We sing a song of rainbows to the tune of a lullaby, you and I both wearing halos so in love ~ as time goes by.

Whispers (for Mr. Hopeless Romantic)
A warm breeze blows across my face. I settle in against the tree, Its rough texture digging into my back. The solidness of it reassuring. I hug myself tight, Imagining your arms around me, Aching for your heaviness on me. Wishing for your warm breath on my neck, My breasts, my thighs. Wanting your hands on me, Exploring and probing. Resting my head and closing my eyes Because not seeing you before me is too painful. From my lips, in a whisper come these words, I so miss you.

Whisper The Words. (written By Me.)
Whisper the words So I wont fall apart. Whisper the words to mend my heart. Whisper the words to stop the pain. Whisper the words to help ease my mind. Whisper the words So I will know. Whisper the words I love you!

Whisper
A whisper rings in my ears And all throw my mind A truth I wish not to hear Far away and deep in my mind I hear the screams of the things That are locked deep inside my mind Calling out for release from what I can no longer hide The whisper lulls me closer To the edge of sweet insanity As I plung deep into the darkness I realize the truth that the whisper Were always me

Whisper
Something with in this heart of mine sheds light into my soul, its slight and yet no sound is made and thus a story is told. Peacefully my soul transcend into this dream so free, a smile that lights the darkest room reminds me of who i need to be. Eyes that speak of heaven and a heart that beats the same, explosive beauty engulfs me with such a little frame. The love you feel while holding here is soft and sweet like rain, I love you is what i whisper for her love has driven me insane. I love you sis.

The Whispers Get Louder The More I Ignore Them...
(it's one for the rumor mill) / put it on the chopping block and hope that the turkey neck takes effect without marching on the eggshells / i see the smug look of faked concern eating your face / hoping maybe all the guilt will wash my feelings away / (take me) a glass of acid holding up the petri dish / with sophisticated ameoba mingling in within the liner notes; like / "Hey, i know things aren't going too smoothly (here) take two of these and call me in the morning" / i could never picture myself amounting a greater example of a person whom always succeeds at finding out exactly what doesn't seem to work / and i don't necessarily consider it an attack on my ego / 'cause my love to you seems hostile so it stares behind a peephole / (everything's fine!) would you ask another question? / i no longer feel comfortable being near your displacement of another past life / another form of amusement / i'm sure we both learned a thing or two but it hardly seems worth it / one time i said i fin

Whispering To The Wind
Hello there - fellow tappers( I could also say cherries ). You'll have to forgive me for my not knowing how to negotiate this particular site. If I keep adding some things here and there - I'll eventually get all the important information available for anyone to scroll through. Anyways, I'm just saying howdy to all those who chance to read my profile and passing a thank you to all those people that rated my photo. I believe you know who y'all are and once again - thanks, I appreciate it alot. I could continue to say a few things that involve all different type of subjects, but I'll just wait until I get the opportunity to conversate with someone off of this area of the information super-highway. So, until that happens, I'll end this entry by quoting a famous canadian commedian, " Kepp your stick on the ice !".____- LATER !!

Whispers From Heaven
In loving Memory of my son Wayne... (05/27/97 07/09/06) They say that life is fleeting I know that this is true I left this world so quickly With no goodbye to you. I know how much you miss me Your tears fall ever light The pillow where you lay your head Is wet with them at night. I know your heart is hurting The words we left, unsaid I love you’s, left unspoken Are spinning in your head. The strength that I have carried That served to make you whole Remains to make you stronger Within your grieving soul. For you see, while you were weeping On the day I passed away At the gravesite near the flowers Where my loved ones knelt to pray. An angel came to see me She took me by the hand She led me to a kingdom In a very distant land. As I look down from heaven And see you standing there Your heart so ever burdened With more grief than it can bear. I long to bring you comfort I long to give you peace I long to hold you closely Cause all your

~~whisper To Me~~
Do I remember how my life has come to be...what this is. I can not explain...so much damage done, I barely recognize me...I feel so lost in this circus, this fake reality...I move so slow amongst them...no one notices me...I'd feel so safe knowing...exploding...If only to be invisible among giants and a killer among thieves...Neither fate nor destiny could capture me...like that of feeling so unloved...alone would not hurt...wishing reality would be so numb......What am I seeking, I do not even know...Who I am, who I was...or how much longer I can go on before I'm done...Could someone else ever really know, answer these haunting questions, show me the way to go...Forgive myself...my past...my pain...take this confusion and my company "Misery"....Make me love who I am, Be happy with who I seem to see, stretched beneath my skin, so tired of waiting and so tired of running, from what has been, and what will soon come to be....HOLLY

Whisper
I want to leave this place Just to get away and feel the breeze upon my face And just be myself By leaving this place behind and everything else. As i sit here in this chair I feel this emptiness inside my soul Praying that questions will be answered for the stories in my life untold As i stare out my window thinking about my past I think of how i use to be and why it didnt last Everyday I walk around with a fake smile Knowing that the pain inside of me will hurt only for a little while Sometimes when i'm alone i want to cry And other times i want to crawl inside myself and die As i think to myself I feel that i will never grow up, never containing my insanity And let-n go of the pain that is holding on inside of me.

Whisper The Words..
I've told you how I feel With only the truest words All that I can, all that I am Is waiting for you I wouldn't have gone this far We wouldn't be right here If I didn't know deep in your soul You needed me too, so won't you Chorus Whisper the words The ones that my heart wants to hear So that I know this is real Tell me you feel it Make me believe it You'll always be there Whisper the words The ones you say only to me That touches my soul tenderly A foundation to build on A love that is so strong Baby whisper, oh whisper, oh whisper the words Just put your hand in mine And baby look deep in my eyes And just with one breath your heart will confess What we both know deep inside Chorus Somehow, someway This was meant to last forever Fate found a way Of bringing us together If you'll just say, please say, please say Whisper the words The ones you say only to me That touches my soul tenderly A foundation to build on A love that is so strong B

Whispered
As you arise from upon your bed You hear these words whispered from behind your head I Love you and support you in all that you do I’ll always be here to motivate you As you arise from upon your bed You hear more words whispered from behind your head I want you and need you in all that I do You start my days with faith anew

Whispers In The Nite
WHISPERS IN THE NITE Another lonely day done, the horrific sun descends. From the darkened skyline, she appears with our friends. Calling to me sweetly, beckoning with a whisper. Asking me to join, to forever reign with her. A request so enticing, I could ne'r resist. Why would I want to? It's at the top of my list. Things to do, but only in her loving embrace. A King & his Queen, whom could never be replaced. Dark Temptress, Daughter of the Devil, Dragon in a fight. If being hers soley is so wrong then I never want to be right. Lestat de Lioncourte & Lillith Deville, tag team from hell. Too beautiful angels in love, who fell. Deeper into our abyss we abide. Romancing one another, forever side by side. Both vampires, demons, & witches on high. Together we crush our enemies as eternity draws nigh. No longer traversing time & space alone. Enter our castle, see us take our Thrones. They say, in hell, "tis better to reign than to serve." We shall be

Whisper Softly
how do i say i love you? how do i tell you i care? how do i tell you i've missed you, and let you know i'm here? how do i tell you my feelings, when i'm longing for your touch? how can i make it without you, when i love you, way too much? how do i kiss you softly, and hope that it's returned? how do i tell you that always, the fire for you has burned? how can i draw you closer, when the passion reaches my eyes? how do I let you know, for your touch, my body cries? how can i tell you these things? do i whisper them into your ear? how do i tell you i need you, and that i'll be forever near? i think i'll whisper them softly and hope that you can see how very much i love you, and hope that you love me.

Whispers
Thunder rolls in, lightning strikes, hearts beat sliding across the couch his touch is soft tender, loving, full of hunger she stares at his eyes as the lightning flashes across his face, she is scared fearful of what is going to happen, she doesnt stop him, she returns his embrace. The thunder rolls she shudders as his touch caresses her cheek, he stops looks into her eyes the lightning flashes he sees her pleading, don't stop continue, without saying a word he continues, not rushing, setting the perfect pace, letting love flow from his fingertips, she has needed this for a long time, a lover who's passion will overrule her fears, should she stop him, is she willing to let him continue, does she trust her heart, is it lieing to her. He sees her fear, pleads to her calming her fear and igniting her desire without saying a word, the thunder rolls and lightning flashes, slowly he undresses her letting her body respond to his touch, they embrace kissing passions flowing

Whisper
Drink How does it taste? No? Then maybe you should take them off. You think so? I think so. Just slide. One leg at a time. hahp- slowly. we have all the time in the world now. yeah, they're cute... leave those on. Okay, now... I'm going to need you to bend forward. Ever so slightly. mhm- just like that. think of something pleasant... something far... far.. away. It'll only hurt for a second. just be- sure to- breathe There... was that so bad? I didn't think so. now... I'm going to bite down... You don't have permission to scream. You don't have permission to talk. Just breathe. And be. Thinking is believing. maybe... it can come true. If you just... close your eyes... Wish it. Feel it. That slight twinge up your thigh... that rush pulsing from your heart. You know the one... commonly accompanied by that shuddering gasp. Right before you bite your lip... right before the lids of your eyes dip lower... Right

Whisper
Whisper You and I stood together in an open field And together we shared the secrets that The Night revealed.then we chased the light Racing through the sky.is it possible to Untangle a quilt with innocence.how hard We torture our inner sins.night will Bring no dawn.my dreams were stolen While I lay sleeping and were sold for Cheap lust.and while I lay fallow Vulnerable and alone The thief whispers in my ear "and I will turn your hope while you are weeping,and cover your eyes with dark Skies and sad lies.come closer to me,on Your hands and knees,alone,when all your Will is gone" How much is not enough,how much is through How long will I be getting over you?

Whispers Of Ecstacy
Let me whisper my dreams to you Let me fill in the blank lines With fantasies of entering ecstasy All planed by your design Let me show you the spots Ones that long for sensation Play in my garden with me I'll be your ruby temptation Let me walk over your body As I spill my emotion over you Let me lay naked in my thoughts Of all that I anticipate to do Take me alone in your mind Flowing over me in your power Show me the beast I cannot tame Leaving me open as a flower Let me beg for the rain to fall As you slowly soak up my soul Let me stand stained by your lips For it's my body you control Let me whisper this dream Feel my sexuality in the power of a word All of this I cannot do But in my mind it all occurred.

Whispered Dreams
Ok I wrote this while on the phone a few minutes ago....so be nice....multitasking. There's a whisper on the wind hear it? another voice is silenced remember it's wisdom? A Child screams save her? Is it worth it... the lies hiding your disease trapped in failure wrapped in guilt hidden high up on a shelf a fragile soul afraid to come down to melt away like broken cob webs spun of distrust and hurt abandoned to become a forgotten memory. ~Jess

Whispers
Lover's whispers melt away the ice, On a cold and frosty winters morn, Waking from a magical slumber, Where we breathed on heavens door, In our dreams we soared above the clouds, On a flying carpet made of gold, Together we flew into the future, And saw ourselves grow old, together, We watched the roses bloom in spring, Then saw them fall as time passed by, We made a vowel in the secret garden, And to one another we were tied, Under the dazzling stars on our white night, I gave my love to you, For a minute you were silent, Then whispered back, I love you too.

Whispering Winds ~marge Tindal~ ©2000
I hear them whisper your name, those mighty winds that blow. I know that you are close at hand the winds just told me so. The direction from whence they blew, I'm not sure I know. For only when I hear your name, am I sure the winds did blow. Caressing my face with a whisper. Calling out your name. The winds of delight entice me. I will never be the same. I will follow the singing wind, and where it leads I'll go. For the wind that blew you to me, will take me where I must go. Upward into the hills. Calmly across the sea. Hold on my love, I'm coming, the wind has set me free. Free to look and search this earth no matter how far that may be. Free to follow the whispering wind, until it blows me back to thee. I hear your laughter on the wind. I try with all my might to reach out to you on this windy night. I feel you getting close to me. I feel your whispered love. I will reach my hand to you please find me, my sw

Whispered
Whispered As you arise from upon your bed You hear these words whispered from behind your head I Love you and support you in all that you do I’ll always be here to motivate you As you arise from upon your bed You hear more words whispered from behind your head I want you and need you in all that I do You start my days with faith anew

Whiskey Dust
Hoot N Annie 150 E Madrid Ave Las Cruces, NM 88001 (505) 525-8303 any questions feel free to ask me evilone@ CherryTAP or go to the Whiskey Dust myspace page http://www.myspace.com/whiskeydustblues

Whispers
A labyrinth of whispers For a blissful love As I Long for the touch A sense I will feel as you Whisper to my heart Comforting my stoned soul For our love burns within me But I am lost in the shadows As this entity of dreams Forever killing me Our love is eternal So this flame will not relinquish As it is forever circling me keeping our hearts as one As I await for you to rescue me

Whispering To Me
Gentle whispers in the wind What is the message that you send? Calling softly, "Come to me." What I ask, am I to see? What is there that I will find In the recess of my mind? Are there lessons you will teach About the walls that I must breach? To find what I have hidden there And if I find, must I beware? Fearing all that I have sought Hoping all won't be for naught Trying to dispel all doubts In the dreams that seek me out I seek the answers in the night Hoping... praying... for the light. © Andi 2007

Whisper
I see you across the room Laughing about something I wish I knew But sadly I look Feeling cold inside Do you see me I think to myself over and over Hope and a chance That is what I am. Such beauty you hold Those women do not see Everything in my own broken heart A million miles separates us But only twenty steps from my feet You turn your head But only to see the clock I cannot stop sighing. The time to go is now But where you travel I wish to be beside you Invisible as you see me Fate can be cruel The heart wants to betray Alone again. The aura around is silent All I can think about you My whisper in the wind Gone without a trace.

Whisper
Whisper I heard your voice as a whisper in the wind; It startled me and made me think again… I almost didn't hear at all... For soft and light was the blessed call. You called my name, I turned around- but you were nowhere to be found. I know you're far away, you see, but in my heart you're here with me. The wind can fool the mind and heart When whispered lightly in the ear... And what it really did to me was to bring a sudden rush of tears.

The Whispering Voice
theres so much you have to offer theres a lingering question its just how you push it out that pushes in to all the offers make me feel like im alive take my breath away again can you feel the button pushing do you see the finger in theres so much you have to offer dont dare try to run and hide theres a lingering question i know the answer is within its just how you push it out i dont care how you take it in TAKE MY BREATH AWAY! (take it out again) TAKE MY BREATH AWAY! (just push it right back in) theres so many questions out here theres so little answers now theres a riddle that just bugs you the way to go is now cant you feel me pushing deeper? cant you feel the blood flow out? cant this pain be all so sweeter? I know you close your eyes to sin TAKE MY BREATH AWAY! (push onto me your way) TAKE MY BREATH AWAY! (watch me slip into...)

Whispers
i try to open my eyes i can not see.... i feel my skin there is nothing there.. what is wrong with me.... i look again..i can not see... i hear small voices, faint but so close.. i can feel the whispers... whats wrong with me.... i can hear crying far off, but why... i hear my name through a sob... what is wrong with me

Whisper
wHISper Darkness Befalls a Lovely Lady, Her Sinful Life Consumed, Her Lips as Black as Night, by Moonlight Her Flesh Illumed. Sadistic Maiden, Perchance to Dream Her Days of Sorrow, Her Raven Locks as Wild as Her Heart, to Be Clutched and Pulled Tomorrow. Her Flesh Incomplete without the Shadowy Blanket of Her Masters Form, His Touch Madness with a Chill, Her Mouth Over His Genitals to Keep Him Warm. Chained to His Bedside by Ankle and Soul, Fearful of Her Release, The Silent Fall of Her Masters Chest as He Sleeps, Hypnotic, Her Eyes Affixed in Peace. Her Love Undying, Deaths Door Shut and Sealed with a Kiss, Without Her Masters Attention She Lives No More, His Awakening Gaze Her Own Survivals Bliss. Traumatic Slumber, Her Eyelids a Guillotine that Severs, Ties If They Should Fall, Breathless Ticking a Torture without Tantrum, Her Hands Second Guess Time as Her Crimson Nails Crawl. Careful Not to Disturb His Dreamscape, She Snuggl

Whiskey Dix
Glam Slam this Friday night at Whiskey Dix! Featuring The Primmadonnas, Midnight Angel, and Sweden has the bomb! Doors open at 9pm. SO if you want to have a kick ass time in the best bar in town come on out and party! WHISKEY DIX 421 N.7TH ST PHILA,PA NEXT TO THE ELECTRIC FACTORY

Whispering Winds. . . .
Whispering Winds Tell Me A Story. . . The whispers from the winds of time Are carried to me by Melpomene* Whose knife pierces the fabric of tragic memories That continue to haunt my dreams. . .

~whispers~
Whispers After you fall asleep I enter our room I stand there and watch you sleep knowing that I am on your mind by the way you smile I pull back the covers and I see that you are hard waiting for me I softly lay down beside you I start giving you soft kisses every where but your special spot is calling me so I give in and take you in my mouth I hear you moan in your sleep I wonder how long you will stay asleep I kiss and lick your cock and balls I feel them building in my mouth To my surprise you grab me and roll me over You smack my ass alittle Then you tease my opening with your cock then you plunge into me I met you thrust for thrust I feel myself dripping down your balls I begin to cum and feel as if I would collapse You are holding me up as you continue to thrust into me Suddenly you let out a moan One final thrust I feel your cum shooting deep into me I start to move again Yes I greedy and want all your sweet milk You lean forwar

"whisper"
WHISPER In the dead of night i sit in fright. Whispering in my head; Did he hear me?, Did i make a sound?, Will he get me when no one else is around? Breathing slowly, i creep under the blankets even more. Don't make a sound, don't breathe, don't move. i repeat to myself more. Entangled screams inside my head... Would this continue if i was dead? I would be free from this pain and rage, that much i know is true. In the dead of night i sit in fright. Awaiting, the moment to be free from you.

Whiskey River
********Willie Nelson******** Whiskey River take my mind, Don't let her mem'ry torture me. Whiskey River don't run dry, You're all I've got, take care of me. Whiskey River take my mind, Don't let her mem'ry torture me. Whiskey River don't run dry, You're all I've got, take care of me. I'm drowning in a whiskey river, Bathing my mem'ried mind in the wetness of its soul. Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind. And warm an empty heart you left so cold. Whiskey River take my mind, Don't let her mem'ry torture me. Whiskey River don't run dry, You're all I've got, take care of me. Instrumental break. I'm drowning in a whiskey river, Bathing my mem'ried mind in the wetness of its soul. Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind. And warm an empty heart you left so cold. Whiskey River take my mind, Don't let her mem'ry torture me. Whiskey River don't run dry, You're all I've got, take care of me.

Whispers In The Night
Whispers In The Night My body lies open for your sweet caress Softly mold your hands around my breast Seal my lips with a kiss, together my love this is our night Probe my mouth with your sweet tongue trail those sweet kisses down to my breast Suckle on each nipple tease them with your caress Let your fingers explore between my thighs Probe into my hot wet nest make me sigh Spread open my legs more Let your sweet kisses and tongue began to explore Ravish and tease my little clit Spread me open dip your tongue into my slit Drink from my loving cup the sweetest nectar of wine Hear me scream out your name Let it echo through your mind Your tongue savors the sweet treasure Then you roll me over face down You love hearing my sweet passion sounds Place a few pillows up under me close to my thighs Bringing up my buttocks way up high part the way between my thighs Now you will hear my pleasure cry you enter me with your sweetest treat

Whispers Of Some Far Off...
Prying against the tourniquet bite Crimson splashes speckle the floor Slowly weeping out along the gashes Once rose colored and warm lips Frost over a frozen blue Now cold against the rising sunlight Light fades as the sun rises Thickening pools upon the ground Gleam brightly at my feet Deafening silence now rings in my ears Whispers now of some far off screaming invisible don 6/19/06

Whispers In The Wind
WHISPERS IN THE WIND Whispers in the wind can you hear them? Can you hear the words that peope are whispering to you when they whisper into the wind? As you stand all alone and feel the cool autumn breeze do you not hear it blowing gently through the trees? Do you not hear the leaves of the trees rustling as the wind blows through? Are the leaves not whispering into the wind too? It's so funny to me how people tend to think that a tree branch makes no noise when it crashes upon the ground if no one is there to hear it. But a tree branch does make a crackling sound as it falls to the ground is this too, not whispering into the wind? Have you ever sat down on a bench in a park just sat back and watched? Have you ever noticed that some people come alone at night and some people come together but in either case they are always whispering whether it is to each other of love so sweet or to themselves just wishing upon a star for a dream to come true. S

Whisk Me Away
Whisk me away on a summer's evening Across the sea and sand. Whisk me away on a winter's morning To a hot and foreign land. Spin me along the marble dancefloor Twirl me once or twice. Spin me on a winter lake's surface Across the glittering ice. So take me away with only your love To kiss and to smile. So take me away on the strength of a kiss To lay in your arms a while. Love me today, forgetting all others Lend me your trust and your heart. Love me for all my imperfections Like a piece of unfinished art.

Whiskey And Boredom Are The Devils Playground.
After sitting here and having a little bit of whiskey in my coffee..okay a lot of bit LOL. I have come to some conclusions. I thought perhaps I should share them with you all. Never a good thing me thinking. 1.) Crazy people don't get better. Lets be honest if you are in a clock tower dressed like a batman picking off people with a sniper rifle chances are you are going to be crazy for the rest of your life. I am not talking about people who are quirky god knows I am. 2.) If you are hitting on, hooking up with or trying to hook up with people that are 10+ years younger then you on a regular basis there is something wrong with you. I am not talking about once or twice I mean all the time. So settle down some of you! 3.) Just because I live in a glass house I will not stop throwing stones....so eat me. 4.) Any sort of alcohol goes well with my coffee. (Keep in mind I said I came to some conclusions I did not say any of them will help you.) 5.) 5. True friends don't judge.

Whispering Ghost (1999)
a whispering rain and a full moon a questing gale an uncrossable dune shadowed memories and twisted fate a destined arrogance and a night of late these are the things i cherish most i seek you my whispering ghost

Whispers
Whispers The man whispered, "God, speak to me" and a meadowlark sang. But, the man did not hear. So the man yelled, "God, speak to me" and the thunder rolled across the sky. But, the man did not listen. The man looked around and said, "God let me see you." And a star shined brightly. But the man did not see. And, the man shouted, "God show me a miracle." And, a life was born. But, the man did not notice. So, the man cried out in despair,"Touch me God, and let me know you are here." Whereupon, God reached down and touched the man. But, the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on. I found this to be a great reminder that God is always around us in the little and simple things that we take for granted ... even in our electronic ge So I would like to add one more: The man cried, "God, I need your help!" And an e-mail arrived reaching out with good news and encouragement. But, the man

Whispering Winds And Whimbs What To Do When?
whispering winds and whims what to do is up tp you . but a whim is just a thought palyed out . whispering winds are here and about. We twril out in the wind to get knocked to the ground . But do we hit hard, hard as we fall or is it a safe landing to bhold. Whims we think of now and seem to pass them up some how. Im missing you and im so blue , so here i am trying to post a blog which is a disaster right now . hugs all,

A Whisper
A warm breeze blows across my face. I settle in against the tree, Its rough texture digging into my back. The solidness of it reassuring. I hug myself tight, Imagining your arms around me, Aching for your heaviness on me. Wishing for your warm breath on my neck, My breasts, my thighs. Wanting your hands on me, Exploring and probing. Resting my head and closing my eyes Because not seeing you before me is too painful. From my lips, in a whisper come these words, I so miss you.

Whispers In The Dark
Whispers In The Dark by griffiev © Hell's Kitchen, not the nicest part of New York City. Not safe during the day and it is certainly not the place to be at night. But, on this night, a guardian "angel" prowls the rooftops of this run down section of town. A guardian in a blood red outfit with rippling muscles that pop through the suit. He is sightless and yet, he sees without seeing. He has seen things that no other man has. The man who wears the costume of a devil has the heart of a hero. Yes, this man is Matt Murdock. Defender of the constitution in a court of law by day but at night, he is Daredevil. The scarlet vigilante who prowls the streets like an avenging angel of death, except that this angel soars from rooftop to rooftop thanks to years of physical training. However, this night would see Daredevil have an encounter of a different kind. A woman in a tan trenchcoat was walking on the sidewalk trying to get a cab with no luck. As she pursued her luck, two men standing i

" Whisper"
Poem: Denno. With a blush and a whisper lips brush my face her scent always present in every space I close my eyes the picture is clear her embrace is strong with out any fear I remember as if it was only yesterday alas time has past its almost a year with out you my love I cry many a tear and yet with a blush and a whisper you are still here.

Whisper
a whisper blows from the southern breeze tingling my neck caressing my body time has show an age of innocence drawn by night devoured by the day shooting through the universe emptiness surrounds me loneliness is a cry a cry for hope as a new morning breaks a whisper blows once again filling my sould with empty promises once again

Whisper
Whisper Don't worry I'm not looking at you Gorgeous and dressed in blue Don't worry I'm not looking at you Gorgeous and dressed in blue I know it drives you crazy When I pretend you don't exist When I'd like to lean in close And run my hands against your lips Though we haven't even spoken Still I sense there's a rapport So whisper me your number I'll call you up at home Whisper me your number I'll call you up at home Don't worry I'm not looking at you Gorgeous and dressed in blue Don't worry I'm not looking at you I know you see me see you As you see me walk on past When there's nothing more I'd like to do Then come in close and hear you laugh Though we haven't even spoken Still I sense there's a rapport So whisper me your number I'll call you up at home Yea whisper me your number I'll call you up at home Whisper me your number I'll call you up at home Hmm whisper me your number Artist; Morphine

Whispers
Shh, the children whispers in your ear about what they dream. There is a place beyond you and I might be able to see. Where reality is more fictional then we ever thought it would be. Where screams go unheard by those that are suppose to be listening. Protection is just a word that has long been forgotten by those who are suppose to protect. They are no longer scared and embrace the sin that we brought to them. Blood is our hands now there is now way we can hide from it. Another scream can you hear it now I bet you can not for it is you. Wishing you knew which was right got people acting like gods and dictating the way you should live. To rebel you do everything you can but it is not helping cause now you are the one bringing sin. Now its near the end and you do everything you can to repent all those sins. Shh, now the children are the dictators and they are worst for each cycle we have to best the last.

Whiskey Tri-tip
2 ½ lbs Tri-Tip Steak 2 T. Prime Rib Seasoning 1 Cup Whiskey ½ Cup Apple Cider Rinse steak and pat dry. Cover and pat Tri-tip with seasoning salt. Put in a large Ziploc bag and pour in whiskey and apple cider and allow to sit for 1-3 hours. Remove from refrigerator and allow to come to room temperature, about 20 minutes. Remove steak from marinade. Place steak on hot oiled grill and cook 30-35 minutes per side for medium or until internal temperature reaches 145-150 degrees on an instant read thermometer. Transfer steak to platter and let rest for 5-10 minutes. Slice thinly across the grain and serve.

**whisper**
"You are my insperation,someone I truly love in my life,No matter what up's and down's we have we will take it all in strife,I will be your everything you will ever need..your steady ready boulder"..I whisper this,and "I Love You"..as you lay your head on my shoulder. :)*~Ride Or Die 4 lyfe*~

Whispers
Whispers Your whispers echo in the wind they tell me what a fool I've been Your secrets dance before my eyes thinking they are well disguised. Dismal thinking of what could be Reality takes hold of me My hopes of what i wish to come unravel slowly, they come undone The dream world that I've so carefuly built comes tumbling down with little guilt that you so easily my dreams destroy With the little effort that you employ To crush my dreams and hold me back To destract my attention thow me off track It seems to me that your life's work Is to make me feel I am of no worth You say you that you love me And yet you ask of me All the things you'll never be When i fall short of this unatainable goal you stand and you gloat with pleasure untold tell me how can you be so bold to leave me broken once again how can i have called you friend Belle 11/01/07

Whispers In The Wind
One night i sat all alone on a grassy hillside, looking out into the night sky, as i looked into the heavens visions of the past played in my mind, I thought of days of old when things seems so peaceful and sereane, not asingel worry plagued my day. As I saw the shadows of these moments new visions began to take there place, I could hear a voice, coming from the distance whispering a name. I couldnt quiet make it out, the voice seemed so faint, but the sound touched my heart and a single tear fell from my eye. how could i miss someone this much when i dont even knowwho they are i pondered to myself, then again came that whisper, this time a little louder a little clearer, but i was a name i didn not know, till i met you, now every time i hear that name my heart begins to race, I colse my eyes and there you are right back in that heavenly place. to hold you to touch to feel your warm lips, oh what visions they were, which were carried upon the whisper of the wi

Whiskey Lullaby
Whiskey Lullaby Lyrics She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind Until the night [1st Chorus] He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said I'll love her till I die And when we buried him beneath the willow The angels sang a whiskey lullaby (Sing lullaby) The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until the night [2nd Choru

Whiskey Creek
In case you don't know us, we'll give you an idea of what Whiskey Creek is all about. We're a party band that loves music of all kinds and loves meeting and playing for people. We play cover tunes as well as some of our own origionals. We take requests and if we know it, we'll play it for you. Our band consists of Shawn Davidson (founder, owner, drummer, vocals), John Page (bass, vocals), T. Kane (lead guitar, slide guitar, vocals), and Bill Caines (lead guitar, keyboard, vocals). Each member brings their own style to the show and this allows us to play a wide range of music from early/classic country and rock n' roll to modern country, blues and rock. Everyone likes different things and we strive to have something to fit everyones taste. Whiskey Creek offers DVD's titled "Live & Raw". These feature 11 songs performed at several local clubs. The DVD's have not been produced to allow you to have the experience of being there live. You will see and hear the same things we did at the liv

Whiskey Creek Merchandise
T-Shirts and DVD's are available at the shows. T-Shirts feature the Whiskey Creek logo on the front and "Country the way it should be! Rock the way it's gotta be! on the back. T-Shirts sell for $15 and are available in all sizes. DVD's featuring 11 songs performed live at Portsmouth Moose, Raging Bull and Walker Branch VFW are selling for $8. DVD's are taken from the live performances and are unproduced and raw, giving you the feeling of a live show. These items are only available at the shows. We hope you enjoy these items as much as we have enjoyed bringing them to you.

"whispers In The Dark"
"whispers in the dark" When you whisper my name you release me; when you close your eyes can you see me? when i whisper your name do you hear me? when i embrace you at night can you feel me"? when you see me smile will you kiss me? if you see me lonely will you hold me? if i gave you my heart will you take it? there are many in life that might break it. written words may not always feel the same but.... if you listen closely...... you will hear me calling your name.... because i am always speaking from the heart when i am.. whispering... to.. you... in the dark

Whispering Winds
I hear them whisper your name, those mighty winds that blow. I know that you are close at hand the winds just told me so. The direction from whence they blew I'm not sure I know. For only when I hear your name, am I sure the winds did blow. Caressing my face with a whisper. Calling out your name. The winds of delight entice me. I will never be the same. I will follow the singing wind, and where it leads I'll go. For the wind that blew you to me, will take me where I must go. Upward into the hills. Calmly across the sea. Hold on my love, I'm coming the wind has set me free. Free to look and search this earth no matter how far that may be. Free to follow the whispering wind, until it blows me back to thee. I hear your laughter on the wind. I try with all my might to reach out to you on this windy night. I feel you getting close to me. I feel your whispered love. I will reach my hand to you please find me, my sweet dove. You grasp my hand in your sand softly speak my na

Whispering Willows And Cold Pillows .
whispering willows , billiowing, and sobbing , as the wind cuts thru the trees, and carries the ferment a way . pollen every where and eyes wattering, dust and dew, and these are just a few , to sleep at night on a cold winters eve, knowing and thinking of all the alergies. Sniffing sneezing tis thisis the season. happy thankgsgiving. hugs diana

The Whisperings On Val'eve
The Whisperings On Val'eve For longer than a taste - or two, I will linger; Lips against lips, softly against soft. I will linger In eyes, - my prison, visions of sweetness, of sweat, of lust; promisings of ecstasy’s sin to flower upon my decadent hunger. Dance soft - circles across my tongue, around, across, awakening and arousing whispers auctioned in the throes of passions; drink until my appetite is laid bare for a moment or two. Command my civility - my shadow, my touch, - my every secret; into words spoken as prayer, into words cried in breaths of consummation. Perfection - as my own is wondered well, countless times stabs and penetrates the beast beyond the shatterings of humanity descent into the salvation of the truth of desire.

Whisper
She's just a whisper riding the tails of shooting stars falling from heaven to earth like an Angel blessed with unbroken kisses hidden deep within the gentle breath of a tempting summer breeze. She's just a whisper an immortal secret of intimate desire found in the quiet moment of a shared glance that lasted but a second but will haunt me for eternity for I never got to love her. I don't even know her name just her unspoken whisper. I'm just a whisper.

Whispers
Your whispers echo in the wind They tell me what a fool I've been Your secrets dance before my eyes Thinking they are well disguised Dismal thinking of what could be Reality takes hold of me My hopes of what I wish to come Unravel slowly, they come undone The dream world that I've so carefully built Comes tumbling down with little guilt That you so easily my dreams destroy With the little effort that you employ Tell me is this a past time that you enjoy? To crush my dreams and hold me back To distract my attention, throw me off track It seems to me that your life's work Is to make me feel I'm of no worth You say that you love me And yet you ask me to be The things that you could never be And when I fall short of this unattainable goal You stand and you gloat with pleasure untold Tell me how can you be so bold To leave me broken once again. How can I have called you my best friend? Belle 11/01/07

Whiskey Girl
Don't my baby look good in them blue jeans? Tight on the top with a belly button ring A little tatoo somewhere in between She only shows to me Hey we're going out dancin' she's ready tonight So damn good-lookin' boys it ain't even right And when bar tender says for the lady what's it gonna be? I tell him man... She ain't into wine and roses Beer just makes her turn up her nose And, she can't stand the thought of sippin' champagne No Cuervo Gold Margaritas Just ain't enough good burn in taquilla She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain She's my little whiskey Girl My Ragged-on-the-edges girl Ah, but I like 'em rough Baby got a '69 mustang four on the floor, and you ought to hear the pipes ring I jump behind the wheel and it's away we go Hey, I drive too fast, but she don't care Blue bandana tied all up in her hair Just sittin' there singin' every song on the radio Whoa she's my little whiskey girl my raggid-on-the-edges gir

Whispers In The Wind
Whispers in the Wind I walk through the forest As I open my eyes and ears to the sounds I hear Whispers in the Wind It calls my name It fills my heart It imbeds my soul with love and passion I sit down in the middle of the forest And become overwhelmed with my surroundings As I hear the Whispers in the Wind My mind goes back in time To when my romance first began With the Whispers in the Wind As it flows through my hair and speaks to me of what is to be For I fell in love with The Whispers In the Wind All my poems are copyrighted under Vivvy Butterfly/Jazzmyn Aires/R.A.B

Whispers In Your Shells And My Ear Bending.
This is about a healer waxing lyrically whilst bending my ears on a beach in Goa. It was just one look and like we had known each other forever. Many people have the gift of the Third Eye in India; usually Muslims and they have a habit of honing in on me. I suppose I am an open book but anyway the man in question having made eye contact came over to my sun bed and enquired whether I wanted my ears cleaning. The man who knows all woke from his slumber and said, "No way!" The ear bender carried on his patter regardless and gave me diagrams of the inner sanctum of the ear and Eustachian tube. Hmmm, not too pretty as postcards go but he was not deterred and gave me all his credentials plus reams of glowing recommendations from past victims. He seemed such a lovely man in as much as he had a wonderful aura and so I looked at Him Who Knows All and enquired whether it would be OK for me to have them done. He grunted and said that they were my ears and he went back to a reclining pos

Whispers In The Wind!
Whispers in the Wind Your whispers are gentle echoes that sway ardent winds of harmony and in the symphony of life each word is wrapped in rhapsody. We travel separate roads of life gather flowers along the way and share the music of their fragrance. We exist between two winds, I here under a pale moon you, the other end of somewhere. Sometimes when wind blows through trees I pause to listen and in its passing I hear the tenderness of your voice that fills the spectrum of my soul. You are the chime of warm rain, the moon that glows through the trees and within the luster of evening your aura fills the scene. I hear the whispers of the wind see the stars shine in the sky, but I hold the sunrise in my pocket. Dance with me within the wind, then just let me love you.

Whispers In The Wind
Your whispers are gentle echoes that sway ardent winds of harmony and in the symphony of life each word is wrapped in rhapsody. We travel separate roads of life gather flowers along the way and share the music of their fragrance. We exist between two winds, I here under a pale moon you, the other end of somewhere. Sometimes when wind blows through trees I pause to listen and in its passing I hear the tenderness of your voice that fills the spectrum of my soul. You are the chime of warm rain, the moon that glows through the trees and within the luster of evening your aura fills the scene. I hear the whispers of the wind see the stars shine in the sky, but I hold the sunrise in my pocket. Dance with me within the wind, then just let me love you.

Whispers
Your whispers are gentle echoes that sway ardent winds of harmony and in the symphony of life each word is wrapped in rhapsody. We travel separate roads of life gather flowers along the way and share the music of their fragrance. We exist between two winds, I here under a pale moon you, the other end of somewhere. Sometimes when wind blows through trees I pause to listen and in its passing I hear the tenderness of your voice that fills the spectrum of my soul. You are the chime of warm rain, the moon that glows through the trees and within the luster of evening your aura fills the scene. I hear the whispers of the wind see the stars shine in the sky, but I hold the sunrise in my pocket. Dance with me within the wind, then just let me love you.

Whisper Of An Angel
whisper of an angel Taken time to whisper words of an angel in my ear makes me weak our conversations more interment than ever your words are bruising i wanted it to last forever distance never mattered but how strong did you think i was without your face I'm left with insanity how deep did you want it to go it doesn't feal right you in every memorizing dream ending all in a speechless fight now illusions ill savor everyone hand and hand your words of an angel are band

Whispered Autumn Kisses
Whispered kisses against your face along your jawline I softly trace For a moment I hold your gaze for a moment I'm lost in a daze. Our lips melt together like chocolate in heat our bodies cling like magnets when they meet. Gentle now my love tender and slow my body is fragile as you know... A soothing massage caress my hair kiss me softly you know where Just hold me in your embrace we'll watch the wood dance with the flames. The leaves descending in a swirling dance the brilliant colors remind me of this chance To open my heart's door and let you inside for when you hold me my fears subside. Forget the dark past of pain and hurt think not of the future unto me, open your heart.

A Whisper In The Dark
A sound that i could barely make out. Sounds scratching at my eardrum, trying not to fight the reality that something was trying to ooo me soothe me . I could hear the swelling of breast the condensing of ovaries, this was the whisper in the dark. This was a luscious voice of passion in m ear longing for every inch of my hard Mandingo, feeling every vein every twitch of m love muscle, through the wetness of those juices that flow, you know, inside. This was a whisper in the dark. I began to feel the suppleness of you hands, breast and shapely ass,as our bodies crest each other intertwined like reptiles on the Nile, never ending river, forever,flowing ,together ,no matter ,whatever,just because and just as everything was cumming clear in my ear, you appear. Do not rip this is copywritten by me Sterling carroll Please leave a comment

Whisper
A warm breeze blows across my face. I settle in against the tree, Its rough texture digging into my back. The solidness of it reassuring. I hug myself tight, Imagining your arms around me, Aching for your heaviness on me. Wishing for your warm breath on my neck, My breasts, my thighs. Wanting your hands on me, Exploring and probing. Resting my head and closing my eyes Because not seeing you before me is too painful. From my lips, in a whisper come these words, I so miss you.

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*whistles Innocently*
You Are a a Margarita Woman You live most of your life in "Margaritaville", and everyone who knows you knows it. You can party with the best of them - and you're really up for anything! You're the type who's most likely to do body shots or enter a bikini contest. You prefer to date a man as lively as you are... he has to keep up! What Kind of Drinking Woman Are You?

Whispers
Trying hard to regain my composure You can barely hear my plea My plea becoming A whisper. Hands intertwining in my hair Griping hard Pulling my head back To look at you. My neck Curving. A trace of excitement Prickled down my chest. Breasts softly rising and lowering Nipples growing Harder. Seeing you stare Brings flushing To me cheeks Burning. I watch your lips As you wet them With your delicious tongue. I feel the rope lacing my wrists And up my arms from behind me. I smile knowingly. Knowing that you like What you see And that pleases me. "What did you say?" You ask Our noses touching. "Thank you." I manage to say. "For what?" Your lips Faintly brushing mine. Your hot breath On my dry lips. I want to lick them But scared I'd touch yours. My body starts to tremble My head starts to spin. "Thank you, Sir." "For calling me beautiful." I whisper As you wet my dry lips With your hot kiss.

Whispers From The Soul
Intuition: Whispers From The Soul By Kristen York Harrell, Psy.D. What is intuition? Intuition: immediate insight or understanding without conscious reasoning. Our soul is constantly sending us information to help us along our path. Intuition is one of the vehicles the soul uses to relay messages to us. Intuitive messages can come as a sudden "knowing," gut feelings, thoughts, images, emotions, or bodily sensations. Intuition is a powerful source of information, creativity, and inspiration. When we follow our intuition our life flows more easily, things seem to fall into place, and we are generally more satisfied because we know we are following our soul path. We all have intuitive potential. It is not something that only a few gifted people possess. It is a natural ability that we all have and a skill we can all develop. As children we freely access our intuition. Unfortunately, we often receive negative messages from our parents, teachers, or peers and we then begin to doubt

Whisper
In the cool air of the night Sun's fading, hasty in flight I'm holding you to my chest Your head, on my shoulder rests Start to whisper in your ear Soft words no other can hear Words describing the passion Making love and which fashion Love's declarations linger Move your hair with my finger My mouth closer to the shell Undertone you know too well My warm breath makes you shiver Promises make you quiver My lips are close to your head Breathe warm, lets go to our bed ©dutch2lips april 10 '08 Author's note: Not finished yet, maybe, or maybe it is, dunno :D

Whisperer Pimpout
Whisperer 2nd Lt. In the Fu-Luv Bomb Squad Please take a moment out of your day to show this wonderful, kind, man some crazy mad fubar love!!!! ♣FAN♣ ♣Add♣ ♣Rate♣ ♣Crush♣ He does so much 4 so many; He always returns ♥ You wont be sorry to be his friend!

Whisper Of Sin
Watched a Lithuanian movie, called Nuodemes Uzkalbejimas, -- "Whisper of Sin" It's an interesting one and I reflected quite a lot. The story is about a nearly-suicidal, young woman visits a psychotherapist. She is in love with a priest, and the diagnosis of her husband's mental illness leaves no hope. The psychotherapist, in her attempts to resolve the amassed difficulties, seemingly begins to duplicate the life stages and behavioral patterns of her patient. By choosing a priest as the main role for a love story, the author broke an existing societal taboo. Faith, Love and Hope form the trilogy by the authors of this screenplay. Love stands as the grandest of the three. If life is about finding the feeling of being wanted, is it something wrong? In this story, it surprised me that it didn't bore me and it's the first Lithuanian movie I've ever seen. Tonight, a relationship ended, a new journey started. Moving forward from a relationship is an important stage in life. I am learning from

Whispers In My Ear
Whispers in my ear My soul felt empty like a big black hole I had nothing to live for and no place to go there was no light and I felt the end was near there was only darkness down a long black peer the darkness brought anguish and the anguish brought fear as darkness was about to consume my soul I heard a voice whisper in my ear the voice so soft, gentle, and serene, said only you know the path to the light the light is within you he said, you must choose what is tried true and right if you follow this path the light will begin to appear remember the light comes from within whispered the voice in my ear everyone comes here with a plan and a purpose to this life if this is not accomplished, there will be pain, suffering, and strife you could have just come here to have some children to rear or to write or paint or find the next cure said the voice that whispered in my ear when you can’t find this purpose sometimes your soul can get lost you search and you searc

~ Whisperin Wind ~
The winds whispered your name today... I heard it blow through the trees, it whispered of friendship , laughter and love... it whispered to me ... and the words sailed from above. It blew words of enchantment, and words of the heart.. it never once left me.. it was there from the start. But the winds settled down, and the breeze left my face, but your friendship remained, It can never be replaced. 5/29/08 Laura Wilson

Whisper
prowling the night, looking... stalking... there, to the right fresh meat.... I walked slowly toward it so i don't scare it Humans are like deer... They all seem to stay in a pack... but then there are those loners, away from everyone... Wishing to die... Those make easy prey.

Whispers In The Dark
Despite the lies that you're making Your love is mine for the taking My love is just waiting To turn your tears to roses Despite the lies that you're making Your love is mine for the taking My love is just waiting To turn your tears to roses I will be the one that's gonna hold you I will be the one that you run to My love is a burning, consuming fire No, you'll never be alone When darkness comes I'll light the night with stars Hear my whispers in the dark No, you'll never be alone When darkness comes you know I'm never far Hear the whispers in the dark Whispers in the dark You feel so lonely and ragged You lay there broken and naked My love is just waiting To clothe you in crimson roses I will be the one that's gonna find you I will be the one that's gonna guide you My love is a burning, consuming fire No, you'll never be alone When darkness comes I'll light the night with stars Hear my whispers in the dark No, you'll never be alone When darknes

Whiskey Tears
Whiskey Tears by LateNiteFantasy© Sitting in a bar Drinking my cares away. Be here tomorrow, be here the next day. No Job. Just old dirty jokes. Don't care Just want more smokes. Old times My youthfull years, Remebering, I drown in whisky tears.

Whistle Lap Bluff Game
'It' is blindfolded and stands in the center of a seated circle while the players change seats. 'It' now sits on any player's lap. No words are spoken. Then the person on whose lap they sit must whistle a tune. He/she must guess whose lap he is sitting on. If he's correct, the two change places. If not then they must move to another lap and try again.

Whiskey's Got A Hold On Me.
I don't know who I am and why I take it this far I wish I could find myselft but I don't know where you are I woke up alittle to late, wearing the same ol' shirt. Maybe I started alittle to soon cause I'm already slurring my words. Whiskey's got a hold of me and I can't help myself I 've been lost since you took off, can't see me with anyone else.. Got a pair of blood shot eyes, everything to lose. Find myself every night at this bar, yesterday's news Last call at 2am , always tell the truth I can see when the lights come on I'm still not over you Cause Whiskey's got a hold on me. Your all I see....all the time It's why I drink you off my mind Cause Whiskey's got a hold of me and I can't help myself I 've been lost since you took off, can't see me with anyone else..

Whispered Sighs
Whispered Sighs by LateNiteFantasy© Whispered sighs Tortured cries Bodies merge then part Touching tasting Feeling waiting Yet T/they're miles apart Souls entwined Spirits soar the pounding of T/their hearts Feeding loving needing wanting where He ends She starts

Whisper
whisper softly so he can barely hear it words that may burn me in the end they probably will they usually do so breathlessly lips hardly moving nearly a sigh i utter them and hope he doesn't hear my words i watch for a sign that he heard and there is none have i uttered a prayer or a curse? i'm not sure love me love you need me need you want me want you o if only i could give them breath give them life let those words of mine echo off of the mountain tops but i can't i'm afraid terrified scarred so i whisper and hope that someday he will be my echo and then and only then my silence will be broken

The Whisper Of The Iris Song
WHISPER OF THE IRIS’S SONG SHE MOVES THROUGH THE WIND LIKE A SILKEN MIRAGE SHE ENTICE THE GARDENS WITH HER SWEET FRAGRANCE WHILE GLISTENING IN THE SPRING LULL HER MAJESTY IS OF ROYALITY SHE HOLDS HER HEAD TOWARD THE HEAVENS TASTE THE MORNING RAINS OF HER COUNTRY WHILE SHE SINGS ITS PRAISES HER BLOSSOM ENCHANTS THOSE WHO COME NEAR AND HOLDS THEM IN A STUNNING BEWITCHMENT HER BEAUTY SUMMONS THE GATHERING AND AS THE NIGHT FALLS,THE MOONLIGHT SHINES ABOVE HER BLOOM IT PAINTS A PICTURE OF A BEAUTIFUL SHADOW OF THE PERFECT WHISPER OF THE IRIS’S SONG

Whiskey Lullaby
by: Brad Paisley She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind Until the night He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said I'll love her till I die And when we buried him beneath the willow The angels sang a whiskey lullaby The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until the night She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away his memory Life is short

Whispers
Through the cold, crisp air Whispers from a voice so fair Float upon the gentle breeze without care. Whispers no more than a sigh Echo from the trees nearby. In the midst of the silvery giants two lovers lay; Gazing into each others love-stricken eyes they vow to always stay. The soft beams of the silver moon falling upon her face, Adding an extra touch of elegance and grace. The fair voice whispers breaking the silent trance. Smiling her lover gets on one knee to offer an eternal alliance. Softly she replies With twinkles in her eyes. In his hand a diamond ring appears As he promises to fight away her fears. With tears beginning to fill her eyes He embraces her close wiping the tears from her eyes. Finally he says the words she's been waiting to hear. Looking her in the eyes he said My Dear, I love you. Written by Danielle K.

Whispers Of No Merit
These secrets Such lies Feelings I dispise Hurting the ones I love Hiding what I know is true But what can anyone do What they dont know Can't bring them pain But knowing brings such distain Whatever, it doesn't matter I can hide it for eternity They will never get this out of me Shallow bitterness I may feel But it doesnt matter if they dont know These feelings I have I cannot show Hidden beneath the surface Beneath a thin layer of ice Not so much sugar and plenty of spice Never will you know what I think Your heart isnt worth breaking Because its someone elses for the taking.

Whiskey Train
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Whisper Of The Heart
emotions dripping down one after another slowly filling the love filled heart dreams close enough to being a reality dangle infront of me waiting for the moment to break out from the self imposed restraint that is killing me day after day! as the whisper of winds gently caress the night sky a familiar longing rekindles the emotions wandering through the darkness of the night the face that i long to hold appears in every little thing i see; if only the wind could carry the unrevealed emotions that my heart is crying out every night, i would send it as my messenger right away! as the night spreads its shadows across the land i close my eyes, thinking of the moment when you came in and stole my thoughts, dreaming of the smile that melted my heart!

Whisper - Evanescence
Catch me as I fall. Say you're here, and it's all over now. Speaking to the atmosphere. No one's here, and I fall into myself. This truth drives me, into madness. I know I can stop the pain if I will it all away. (Chorus) Don't turn away. Don't give in to the pain. Don't try to hide, Though they're screaming your name. Don't close your eyes! GOD knows what lies behind them. Don't turn out the light. Never sleep, never die. I'm frightened by what I see, But somehow I know that there's much more to come. Immobilized by my fear, And soon to be blinded by tears I can stop the pain if I will it all away. (Chorus) Don't turn away. Don't give in to the pain. Don't try to hide, THough they're screaming your name. Don't close your eyes! GOD knows what lies behind them. Don't turn out the light. Never sleep, never die. Fallen angels at my feet; Whispered voices at my ear; Death before my eyes; Lying next to me I fear; She beckons me shall I give in Upon

Whispers
Whispers I woke up early this morning to whispers in my ear. But when I opened my eyes and looked around there was no one there. I wonder are you here or am I just insane, to think you’re with me gets me through the day. I go to the closet and look inside, are you hiding in there won’t you come outside. I hear some more whispers with different tones some are lower and some are like a soft moan. I think I am crazy to hear such things but these whispers are voices I love hearing what they say. I lean in further and put my ear close in; I pretend I’m not listening to any of them. I go about my business and hold in my laugh, for if I let it out that will be that. So I close the closet and stand close by near, to catch the whispers that have been in my ear. The closet door opens and I see a little head peeking out of the wardrobe by the bed. I slowly sneak closer careful not to creak, I am going to catch them without making a peep. As they step out I hold my hands up high getting re

3 Whiskeys :)
A man walked into a bar, sat down, ordered 3 shots of whiskey, drank them, then left. This continued daily for several weeks. Curious, the bartender asked him one day, "Why do you always order three shots Whiskey?" The man answered, "Because my two brothers and I always used to have one shot each, and since they've both passed on, I've continued to order the three shots in their honor." The bartender thought that this was a very noble thing to do, and welcomed the man every time he visited the bar. Two weeks later, the man walked into the bar for his daily visit and ordered two shots of whiskey. Surprised, the bartender asked him why he only ordered two when had had always been ordering three. The man answered, "Oh, I've decided to stop drinking."

Whisper
Slowly she takes my Hand and leads it to her Wetness. She lowers her Head into my Shoulder, sighing. Anxiously awaiting The parting of her lips. I raise her head and Kiss her Intently. Loving the look of Innocence on her face. She smiles and Gazes into my eyes. I feel her heat On my fingers As I toy with her. Making her want more. Her mouth Slightly opens As she softly moans. Whispering, Take me. © 2007, Kristin E. Porter. All rights reserved. No republication of this material, in any form or medium, is permitted without express permission of the author.

Whiskeygirl
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Whiskey Mornin' (one Last Song)
Whiskey mornin' comes again... Heir to sorrow Pray my pain doesn't scream my name Married to my delusion Working hard to find my way Through your eyes everythings clear I'm alone for now... Trying to sleep Tough to rest in this bottle I fall inside your arms Don't remember where I was Realized life was a game The more seriously I took things The harder the rules became... The sleeping feel no more pain The living bear those scars Smile when you think of me... A Tout Le Monde, A Tout Mes Amis... Je Vous Em, Je Doit Partir One last song... Fear Not Death Life is Pain...

Whisper...
So soft your whisper. .it leaves me with a quiver.. On my skin, in my soul.. Its hard not to lose control, in your presence and feed upon your essence And revel in your soul, burning my cold image with in your fire fueling our desire.. To epic proportions, complacent thoughts drive perceived notions, and bring us together as one.. Untold is our story.. Destined for glory in light or dark.. Searching for the keys.. to chained hearts.. As I beg the blanket of stars on my knees.. Take her whisper never from me…

Whispers In The Wind
Whispers in the Wind Your whispers are gentle echoes that sway ardent winds of harmony and in the symphony of life each word is wrapped in rhapsody. We travel separate roads of life gather flowers along the way and share the music of their fragrance. We exist between two winds, I here under a pale moon you, the other end of somewhere. Sometimes when wind blows through trees I pause to listen and in its passing I hear the tenderness of your voice that fills the spectrum of my soul. You are the chime of warm rain, the moon that glows through the trees and within the luster of evening your aura fills the scene. I hear the whispers of the wind see the stars shine in the sky, but I hold the sunrise in my pocket. Dance with me within the wind, then just let me love you.

Whispers
Whispers of your presence lingers through the day winds of need blow gentle as thoughts of you it plays. Sitting by the lake of dreams holding your silky hand million thoughts run through my head steady making plans. Virtual renaissance painting, ambrosial angel face picture of perfection beauty style and grace. Let me be the canvas for the colors in your life brush in hand I will paint away all the grays of strife. Saturated by a mist of sexually enigmatic dreams. knowing that one special day, we will ride the tide supreme. Rose petal scented hot tub and candles set the mood strawberry taste on full red lips, not to be eschewed. On soft feather pillows, you lay your pretty head satin sheets caress your skin on color of deep red. Moonlight through the window silhouette on the shade As darkness hung with folded wings, it sang a serenade.

Whispers Whistling
Whispers Whistling I hear you calling, your whispers whistling. To the feet I stand. A journey to the window. Leafs fluttering anxiously calling. As the wind whips through them. The green grass shivers with anticipation yearning for your softly spoken words. People seen in the streets yet the streets seem so bare. All I hear are your whispers whistling and the calmness in the air. My soul glows, my hair stands on end. As the memories conjure of the good times we had. I run to the breeze and let it take over me. I feel your touch in the caressing of the wind. I hear your whispers whistling in the warm summer of sin. Our passion burns like a kindling till our next meet. For now I stay patiently zealous, on the horizon of dreams.

Whispers Of Love
Listen to the echo As it whispers in your ear It's calling out your name For all the world to hear It's a message from my heart Of words I swear are true It stirs a gentle wind And speaks of love for you Just listen to the birds For I dedicate their tune It will rise the morning Sun While making flowers bloom And butterflies will dance From the whispers in the trees While rainbows fill the sky To a delightful summer breeze So listen with your heart And my voice will come your way And whisper words of love I'll share with you each day copyright jas 2009

Whispers Of Love
Listen to the echoAs it whispers in your earIt's calling out your nameFor all the world to hearIt's a message from my heartOf words I swear are trueIt stirs a gentle windAnd speaks of love for youJust listen to the birdsFor I dedicate their tuneIt will rise the morning SunWhile making flowers bloomAnd butterflies will danceFrom the whispers in the treesWhile rainbows fill the skyTo a delightful summer breezeSo listen with your heartAnd my voice will come your wayAnd whisper words of loveI'll share with you each day copyright jas 2009

Whistling
I dip my bokken into the clear water.Dragging, writing, dancing in the currentnot contemplating, not pensingjust fighting the flow as my toy blade sloths against the stream. There's not enough weight to this bladenot enough sin in my heart.It's too gentle. An artist's weapon.Delicate- refined- balanced.Bruising, not cleaving. The even, smooth worksmanshipthe artisan sanding, the thick varnish chipped finely against hardwood floors and claustrophobic ceilingsa meer bauble that served to only teach me the gravity of my swing those punctuated- perfect strokes of misery.Each escape of air a cry for helpa drowning plee unheardeach downward plunge another petalfall of sorrow.If I were to put a blade to it... if I were to... thrust that sadness- with the same perfect swinginto the heart of an opponent-would I be understood?For just one moment...before pain twisted his facebefore fear took what was left of his mind and heart? I flip the bokken from the tips of my fingersgently, apologetic

Whispers
Longer stretches the rays of the sun nurishment and warmth they deliver barefoot feeling the coolness of each blade of grass Heavy hearted from the loss walked away without warning without trace peace be still my soul cries while the wind whispers jerry.....

Whisper Of A Ghost
TIS BUT A WHISPER OF A GHOST STANDING BEFORE ME, NOTHING BUT A LOST LOVE GONEWISHING TO BE... CALLING FORTH PAST MEMORIES BETTER OFF DEAD, REMINDING ME OF THINGS THAT ONCE WAS SAID... AWAY, I SAY, PLEASE FADE FROM MY EYES, WHY BRING BACK THESE FORGOTTEN TEARS I CRY... MUST YOU STAND THERE WITHOUT A WORD SPOKEN, CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT MY HEART IS STILL BROKEN... I STILL YEARN FOR THE FEEL OF YOUR LOVING TOUCH, THE SADNESS OF YOUR LOSS STILL HURTS SO MUCH... TORTURE ME NOT BY BEING HERE IN MY SIGHT, APPEARING ONLY TO ME NIGHT AFTER NIGHT... YOUR GHOST BRINGS TO ME NOTHING BUT A CURSE, CAUSING MY EMOTIONS AND STRESS TO GET WORSE... I BEG OF THEE, MY GHOST OF MY LOVE NOW GONE, SEE THAT THIS PLACE IS NO LONGER YOUR HOME... GO BACK TO YOUR GRAVE AND FIND EVERLASTING SLEEP, AND KNOW THAT OUR LOVE IS STILL VERY DEEP... NEVER AGAIN TO RISE SO THAT PEACE WILL COME TO ME, GO NOW, MY LOVE, SO THAT I CAN FINALLY BE FREE

Whiskey Lullaby
She put him out like the burnin 'end of a midnight cigarette But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind She broke his heart, he spent his whole life tryin 'to forget Until 'the night We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said, "I'll love her till I die" The Angels sang a whiskey lullaby And when we buried him beneath the willow La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until 'the night Life is short but this time i

Whispers From Within
Caught in a web of screams I dreamt a dream of many dreams tears of realistic fears ~ repetitive for many years I end up stranded in the here and now as I swallow my fury, I face a labyrinth of thousands who question the purpose ... Like a reflection in a mirror, I see YOU clearly ... I extend my hand and like yesterday's memory, we tightly embrace. Intimately we unite for the moment, our souls woven together and in this moment I wasn't lost ... Whispers from within showed me and allowed me to be free. I breathed a breath of yours, violating all reason, primitive promises excused... ... leaving me wanting, needing ... showing me life again, filled with HOPE curiously, I ache for more. Caught in a web of lustful screams, I dreamt a dream of many dreams. Tears of longing and bent knees of prayer opening my heart up for tons of hope without your spirit, I couldn't cope. (@) Kristin Davis

The Whispy World Of Dreams
No matter how prosaic, practical, and ploddingly unimaginative we may be, we have dreams like everybody else. All of us do. In them even the most down-to-earth and pedestrian of us leave earth behind and go flying, not walking, through the air like pelicans. Even the most respectable go strolling along crowded pavements naked as truth. Even the confirmed disbelievers in an afterlife hold converse with the dead just as the most dyed-in-the-wool debunkers of the supernatural have adventures to make Madame Blavatsky’s hair stand on end. The tears of dreams can be real enough to wet the pillow and the passions of them fierce enough to make the flesh burn. There are times we dream our way to a truth or an insight so overwhelming that it startles us awake and haunts us for years to come. As easily as from room to room, we move from things that happened so long ago we had forgotten them to things lying ahead that may be waiting to happen or trying to happen still. On our way we are as

Whispers
With intentions, cloudless day, clear.Wishing to whisper sweet words in her ear.Anxiously tempted to let her hear.Of dreams dreamt...of her being near.Unveiled and naked, a heart exposed with out fear.

The Whispers Of Love
The whisper of love echos As I watch you softly slumber. I try not to wake you, As gracefully you sleep. The whisper of desire stirs As your beauty leads to hunger, The desire to be with you A golden treasure I do seek. The whisper of a tear falls As I remember trespasses past. It dances down my cheek as memories stab so deep. The whisper of a smile cracks, and slowly returns to me. As I remember that a rainbow somehow always followed the rain. The whisper of fear awakesn and strikes from deep within me. For a future that is uncertain, and a present that's just here. The Angel's whisper's chiming, reminds me that it's the present, and presently you lie here, as everything I hold dear. The whisper o

A Whisper Throught The Night
A Whisper through the night By Thomas Gargis It was a dark foggy night when she was standing by her window. As the fog had roll across the dark ground, she heard a whisper through the dark night that scared her. She jumped from the window that startled her and then slowly walking back to it to see what was making that noise. As she look to see who or what was out there but only seeing the thick dense dark fog that lay across the ground. As she was about to turn and head for bed because a long day she had at work, but the whisper through the night was calling her name again. She was thinking and concerned “why am I hearing this? Is it that I’m so tired from work that I am imagining this in my mind?” Hum as she stood there by the window wondering as the whisper through the night was getting louder as if it was coming towards her. Now she is really s

Whispers
There's a presence right beside me,And all around me, too.Rushing, dripping, I feel time,And all of those it's left behind.I feel the heartbeat of the past,Of every love that didn't last.And as the wind blows through the trees,I muse, 'When will it be me?When will my life be a story?Thought up in some author's head,That hears the whispers of the dead.When will it be me?'The sun rises and I see,Time is dripping, dripping by.Forever, death is doomed to sigh,"They never learn, they never find,The lessons I have left behind

A Whisper Sweet
Basket full of pretty posiesfrom the "you" I love,both of us to talk togetherunder stars above.A whisper sweet disclosesthe magic that you feel,I'm delighted with the roses,roses tell me love is real.We sing a song of rainbowsto the tune of a lullaby,you and I both wearing halosso in love ~ as time goes by

The Whisper Of An Angel~by Jd
We are all racing to finda purpose, Would could deny that we are all prone to deny our undertakings? Somehow standing inbetween where i never thought i would be, Intersecting with this path i've road till now and the next chapter is slowly beginning. Taking charge only to realize we have yet to set a destination, No mind to me maybe life could use some curiousity to lessen the afterglows touch. Maybe in life we are to be ever changing and attachments only exist if its real, Here we are wasting precious energy on the things we only wish we could ever hold. Maybe i cannot alow my self to sit back and watch time twist and mold the outcome, I've always been head first but i slowed down learned patience and now i see i must get this moving along. Right back to the point, Feeling so flustered, So how could i pass up the one oppurtunity to feel what its like to be alive, The energy seems to rip through my body and disburst from each and everyone of my seams, Scream infedeli

Whispers Of Love
sweet as the love that you whisper in my ear sweet as the love you show me every day sweet as the kiss which i feel on my lips sweet as you are knowing that a love as undying as ours will live on throught out the years kisses shared tears that have falln an been kissed away like nothing no one has ever known as sweet love like ours is so rare theres none like it to be found happy as the day i met you happy as the day we both shall die but for today it is our love that keeps us going a love living an breathing so bold

Whisper
Slip into the nightCaught on a dream.Rip yourself awayAnd don't look back.It's time for freedomAnd time to love.It's time to leave behindEverything you've held onto.Don't be afraidAs you slip through the trees.The moon and stars will guide youAnd lead you safely to me.Softly, I whsiperAnd hope that you can hear:'This is it, my love,No turning back.'But even from miles awayI hear your heart beating in your chest.I feel the fear in youThat I know you've been hiding.You don't want to come here tonightAnd I understand why.But I want this last chanceTo look into your eyes.Soon everything will changeAnd we will drift apart.So tonight, let's hold eachotherAnd whisper in the dark.

Whistle
I had an appointment this morning and actually kept it. Seems some of the politicians are getting threat and so forth and yet there are two squad cars behind me. I am viewd more as a threat while there are people that are actually are a threat. Easy to detect them when their tagging as it is if they were actually headed to some place. Is it that easy? My surgery I am reconsidering due to the position that is given me upom my death. I know what happens and I also know how not to complete it. At that point I am free and can behave as I choose. Nothing is there to stop me from doing anything and all I have to do is allow the natural process of life to take place. Such archic concepts as vedetta is in my realm to exercise. Ask the Roman Catholic church about the Exorcist and hes inability to interfere. God wins what ever is my choice. A choice I never had because I don't dwell in a dream land but the concrete reality called life and death. In life and death there are no choices to make on

Whispers
You sit under a slim palm tree. The sun glaring down, burning. Flies zoom about you. The continuous bite of insects a distant annoyance. Eyes aching trying to take in what surrounds you. A dull throbbing preventing any clear thought. Children running about, parents smiling chasing them down. Faint voices discussing the events of the past week. Each opinning how greatly they were affected. How fortunate their homes stand. An evil time now gone, a faint memory. Yet that memory is strong and alive within you. A luxurious home, top of the line sports car, wealthy family all gone. The christmas party where your daughter announced her engagment. Not a person heard your voice. The birth of your grandchild. Joyous, yet that child did not feel your touch. The death of your mother. Not a soul heard your kind and loving words. Reaching out to hold her husband you embrace air. Losing everything you held dear. Not a soul reaches out to help you up. Born alone. Live alone.

Whiskey Days
Bikes & Babes & Whiskey DaysFree live'n & love'n are this bikers ways A thick thirty for breakfast, a frsh bowl for lunchShaved pussy for dinner no hair to munch On a warm summers eve as the suns going downRiding the highways is where I can be found Sorounded by brothers I roll thirty deepI know when I'm dead I'll catch up on sleep Bikes & Babes & Whiskey daysI'm love'n my life for my biker ways A freash bowl for breakfast, a thick thirty for luncha pretty young redhaed thrown in for brunch Long gone are the days when I was beginerI'mlive'n it large with the Saints & Sinners

A Whisper
A whisper, a sigh A wink and a glance The glimpse of a thigh The thought of romance. You move in a bit closer And dance just right I long to hold you Long into the night. My heart beat quickens Eyes shine with lust My muscle thickens Anticipating a thrust. Our heartbeats are frantic As clothes start to fall Each touch is electric

Whisper
Whisper in my ear and tell me everything's alright Hold me close and help me make it through this lonely night Promise me the sweet things that all lovers always do And for tonight I promise I'll believe the words are true Make me think that everything's exactly what it seems I'll close my eyes and put aside so many shattered dreams I need to wipe away the dust of things that went before So hold me close and tell me this will last forevermore Here in the darkness, next to you, I'll give you all my trust Though I know words turn into ashes, diamonds turn to dust Just say the words you've said and heard, we all know what to say I need to hear them all tonight, to chase this pain away Tell me that I am the one that you've been waiting for And I'll believe each word until you walk out of the door A whisper is the sweetest thing, makes all the words sound right I promise I won't hold you to them in the morning light The world is such a lonely place and life can be so cold Tonight I

The Whispered Voice
She dropped down to her knees,hands fisted in the grass.Sobbing out in heartache,silently screaming "why god why?!?"Off in the distance,comes a whispered reply,"My child its a trial,trust in me your safe and sound"She sits back and wonders,where everyone has gone.She ask her self aloud,"why am I all alone?"Again off in the distance,comes to her a whispered reply."My child you are never alone,I will forever be at your side."She closes her eyes,and words a silent plea."Why now lord,why him and not me?"The voice still gental,comes whispering through."Because my child,your payment isnt due."She lays her head to rest,drifting off to sleep.Hearing the last of the voice,whispered in the breeze."Rest for now my child,remember your never alone.I am always with you,through the love in your home."

Whispering The Time Away
Watching as my red blood drips White birds scatter as I touch my lips Floating away on their worldly trips Leaving nothing but water Touching my hand to a withering tree When will I open my eyes to see All the creatures staring at me I am nobody's daughter

Whispers
the cold wind bitterly tore at my face as the first wintery snow began to fall.i pulled my colar around my neck and looked across the frozen tundra.id done alot in my life an now it was all comming to an end.i sat near a fallen log,the snow freezing to my coat,and i pondered what the doctors had told me that morning.i had been diagnosed with stomach and colan cancer,my time could be measured with a six month calender.it had been a good life,i had no regrets and had made alot of friends but there were times thaaat werent so great also. i remembered the good as well as the bad.id been a cop and had started at an early age in my profession.i was moved from school to school to help combat the growing drug problems.i did this with no remorse becouse id seen my best friend die before my eyes from an over dose.with this assignment i was able to help alot of kids,not just throw them in jail and forget.for this i felt good an i kept in contact with several for manny years.the bad part was alo

Whiskey A Mu-shu
Last night I got some chinese food. I didn't think I got all that much, some Kung Pao shrimp (I like mine with extra Pao) some lo-mein (they never laugh when I ask if they have hi-mein) some pepper steak, and some fried wontons. They put it all in a box and I take it home. I am looking today at the box, and notice its a box for whiskey. I think to myself, how much whisky does your average chinese place go through that they have extra boxes of it? On another unrelated note. I was in the store today and there was a chineese guy with his son ahead of me in line. They had five 5lb bags of sugar and half a case of Dr Pepper. I found this a little odd, so I mention it to the girl at the counter. Younger girl, kind of pretty, but must have acne problems because she wears a lot of foundation. I know this because she had a long sleeve hoody on, and I could see the makeup marks on the the cuffs where she must have wiped her face. I tend to notice little things like this. She wasn't

Whiskey Voice
Your voice is like whiskey and honey – warm and golden; smoky and sweet. It slides down inside me creating heat wherever it touches. Your whispered words intoxicate me. Tip the bottle, my love, and drench me in your thoughts, your ideas, your emotions… I’m dying of thirst and only you can quench me.

Whispers
As I face myself through teary eyes I don’t recognize my reflection A shadow of my former self I see a fraud, a coward a sad soul Too ashamed to seek guidance And always thinking I’m not good enough. As I stand alone unsure what to do I hear a sweet whisper in my ear, Saying “Stay strong, have faith I will guide you and protect you” As I turn around to catch a glimpse I see brightness but was oh so brief, There was a comfort in this whisper My spirits lifted, soaring so high As I lay down and close my eyes I feel relaxed and calm, I drifted off. In my dream I awoke There stood the angel that I hoped Once again I hear a whisper Saying “I’m here to give you hope And stand by your side”

Whisper At Night By Max
I love every morning day Long stood there like frozen clouds With out any sound and why is that Really I could not say I love the way how birds sing Sometimes i'm like a bird dancing on the top of your fingers I have no reason to fly away But I can not stay I love every drop of the rain It's like bunch of brand new lifes Falling all over my face,wash me clean I should be ok I love the paper blowing in the wind Follow a track of unknown Off and on,up and down Whisper at night Would never obey

Whispers In The Wind
Your whispers are gentle echoesthat sway ardent winds of harmonyand in the symphony of lifeeach word is wrapped in rhapsody.We travel separate roads of lifegather flowers along the way andshare the music of their fragrance.We exist between two winds,I here under a pale moonyou, the other end of somewhere.Sometimes when wind blows through treesI pause to listen and in its passingI hear the tenderness of your voicethat fills the spectrum of my soul.You are the chime of warm rain,the moon that glows through the treesand within the luster of eveningyour aura fills the scene.I hear the whispers of the windsee the stars shine in the sky,but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.Dance with me within the wind,then just let me love you.

Whisper
Whisper.. to me, When I close my eyes..Tell me ..Tell me...Sweet lies...Say it's all true..No matter what you do.. Your affection is true. Wrap your hands on my thighs. Pull me tight..Pull me higher..Never stopping..Never quite..Softly.Slowly..Adrenalin rushing..Body blushing.. Feeling you. Talk me throw., Until the end...Until we begin ..Letting go.. Giving in..Tell me love.Whisper..

Whispered Your Name
Whispered Your Name by Poet Robert J. Neal on Monday, March 12, 2012 at 10:39am · Yes...my Love...it's so very true... You're the reason for my creation As existing with you...permeates... Every atom of my existence My every cell is filled... With the Love...God created between Us Which flows through my veins... And is carried by my blood... To a heart...that God set to beating... As He whispered your name... Into the consciousness of my spirit And to know that your heart beats for me... And that I can feel it's rhythm... Echoing throughout every aspect of my being... Only builds the Faith that God's instilled And intensifies my belief in Him...in You... And in the truth of all His promises Which have been brought into being... As He spoke each one into existence Which has Us awaiting the fulfillment of them all... With everything that...We are!!! Written By...Robert Neal

Whispered Words
Whispered Words by Poet Robert J. Neal on Monday, March 12, 2012 at 2:58pm · Ah...as I see you... Looking back over your shoulder... I can tell that you heard me... As I whispered your name... Into the gentle breeze Just as I know that you can see me... As I kneel in Prayer... And you know that I'm asking God... To carry my whispered words to you once again "Feel me...my Love...in the winds caress,"... "Experience the true essence of my being,"... "Draw me into you...with the air that you breathe," "And feel the power of my Love,"... "As it flows through the entirety of your being,"... "Bringing you the healing and the peace,"... "That God has allowed you to find in me!!!" "I Love you Baby and I thank God for you," "As you're my everything,"... And I will cherish you forever!!!" Written By...Robert Neal

Whispers Of The Night From A Friend
Whispers Of The NightListen To The Winds Soft Cry Of A Lady Singing Her Lullaby Whispers Of The Night So Long Wishing For That Famous Love SongYou Are My Light When Darkness Falls You Are My Sight In My Darkened HallsHear The Joy Of An Angel's Glee When The People Around Her Now See With Eyes So Clear And Pure All Now Really Can Be SureMy Sweetest thoughts for you !!Stan Thank you dear friend.

Whisper Soft Kisses
Whisper Soft Kisses Whisper soft kissesGentle warm caressesScent of soap and clean bodyTaste of mintSliding down your bodySlow teasingHot passionateDemanding urgencySweet surrenderGlorious ReleaseWhisper soft kisses

A Whisper Away
A whisper away...when all the room floats in silence... you might hear a flap of wings...Make your wish... and be joyful... close your eyes... A hand like silk on your face...it is an angel´s kiss... the room fills with peace...your heart swells in love... it is the wish of an angel...be grateful... be grateful...

Whisper
It comes on the wind the depth of this feeling it forces its way into little cracks and crevices dark corners untouched Holding imagination hostage for the whims of its desires It ravages doubt leaves jaded hearts in question of their walls and lonely souls in yearning for all they had been promised Drapes the darkness in neverending bright illuminating a path that has left the walker bloodied and broken Copyright 2013 Ella Valentine

" Whispering Winds "
At first the winds so soft and gentle , caressing your face with tender care , The slight breezes lift your hair as a silent wave , bringing the slightest of fears, As quickly as it started with a sigh.... it turns regretfully with the strength of furror untold Trees bend , branches snap , hearts grow fearful , the wind sounds so angry , And I wondered what I did to anger her or him so vibrantly that it wanted to blow me away . What I thought and what it is can not be obtained by mere wishes .......I can feel a hard race will finally take place , So I prepare my mind .Grandmother told me a secret about the wind , You run with it , Not against it , you do it together as one and you just run ...run ...run.... Then after you've ran so long , and your breath is gasping in your throat and you wonder if you'll make it through the cold hard night , you wonder then why you were even raceing in the first place ? then only then will you hear the whisperings , ever so softly at first but i

Whistling To The Tune Of You...
my voice is an instrument that i use to sing to youwhistling silent whispers, something like a tunehow i plant these thoughts, and embed them in my mindoh, i'm thinking softly, i dream we dine with winei used to restrain my tears and bury them in my soulbut now the current is in motion, and you have sewn up the holei am not encompassed by my troublesnor bothered by my worriesi take my time and act deliberateno longer through this life i scurrywhere ballads once were sadthey have new timing and new beatthere is joy behind my laughterand a feather beneath my feeti was never fond of heartachebut it seems as though my fatei've been swallowed in emotionsmost of them are hatenow i whistle winds of rapturemy mind oft to think of youunsilent whispers that i captureand it is you who called the tune

Whiskey
Whiskey Like a vacation A warmth that I avoid Feeling stronger in the cold Like that woman snowbound In a cave with her infant In Idaho Feet frostbitten after a night While her husband walked to a town So far way They were snowbound In Idaho Her feet so much in pain She buried them in snow She ate skittles & vitamins Breast fed her child When her milk ran out She fed him melted snow And sugar Burying her feet in the snow To numb the pain The throb Of dying tissue Her husband made it to the highway Crippled Rescuers found her & the infant Soon after his directions To the cave Happy newspaper pix of their survival Not showing their now stumped feet Toes removed due to frostbite Both But the infant was saved All that matters Seeing that Newspaper image They were GLAD to give up their toes & feet To save their boy Whiskey warmth Like a vacation That I am not worthy of I still have my toes

Whispering Winds
I can hear the whispering of the wind ,it's calling my heart not even by name , When are you coming home , I miss you so much , you forgot to phone and you Lost your way home but I hear you whispering in the wind . Sometimes I hear laughter , sometimes songs , it always tells me you're longing for home . At times it screams a long wailing cry , chilling sadness goes up my spine , The wind is always telling me of you , of how much you're yearning too , I stand by the clift and close my eyes , the wind is giving a close felt sigh. You wrap me in coolness on a hot summers eve , caressing me gently with a sweet loving breeze . I spread out my arms to catch it all , wishing I could fly and not fall. I hear you whispering in the wind .... Come home !

Whisper
If you want My attention A whisper Is louder Than a scream The mountains know The power of a storm Is dwarfed By the power Of a stream The sharpest sight Is blurry Compared to The visions In a dream So if you want My attention If you really want My attention A whisper Is louder Than a scream

Whispers In The Dark
She thinks back to the night before, her lovers touch on her skin, a smile forms on her lips. She closes her eyes and can still almost feel him on top of her, taking her in only the way that he can. She bites her lip, anticipating the next rendezvous, wishing she could feel him inside her at this moment.... Looking up into his eyes, his lips against hers, telling her that he wants her to tell him just how much she loves his cock... She does as he asks, not only because it pleases him, but also because it pleases her. She can release her inner slut with him, and after it is all said and done, he is pleased with her, and treats her like a lady....The woman who was once insatiable has now met her match...She enjoys every minute spent with him, anticipates the next time, and fears the end of it all... Neither of them want a relationship, but what an erotic pair they make when they surrender to lust....She thinks about how he feels inside her constantly, the taste of his lips, his skin, and

White Knight
I want to hold you tight So you can feel I am right Feel my soul Understand this story is not yet told For sure though you will understand what has guided me It is the understanding there are alot of fish in the sea But nothing that I can see between you and me Take my hand and climb this rainbow There is no end I will guide you down Your pot of gold is life itself Today is the day you smile forever more But know if you need to cry I am not very far away Feel those days pass by You will never wonder why You will ask god who is this man he is your plan I sent him to you So you could live a life that is so true Wipe those tears from your eyes This is your white knight in disguise.

White Sox Fan
An elementary teacher starts a new job at a school in Milwaukee and, trying to make a good impression on her first day, explains to her class that she's a Brewers fan. She asks the class to raise their hands if they too are Brewers fans. Everyone in the class raises their hand except one little girl. The teacher looks at the girl with surprise and says: "Mary, why didn't you raise your hand?" "Because I'm not a Brewers fan," she replied. The teacher asked: "Well, if you're not a Brewers fan, then who do you support?" "I'm a Cubs fan, and proud of it," Mary replied. The teacher was surprised. "Well Mary, might you explain why are you a Cubs fan?" "Because my Mom and Dad are from Chicago and my Mom is a Cubs fan and my dad is a Cubs fan, so I'm a Cubs fan too!" "Well," said the teacher, annoyed, "that's no reason for you to be a Cub's fan. You don't have to be just like your parents all of the time. What if your Mom was a prostitute and your dad was a drug a

The White Buffalo
A farm in Wisconsin is quickly becoming hallowed ground for American Indians with the birth of its third white buffalo, an animal considered sacred by many tribes for its potential to bring good fortune and peace. The white buffalo is particularly sacred to the Cheyenne, Sioux and other nomadic tribes of the Northern Plains that once relied on the buffalo. According to legend, a white buffalo, disguised as a woman wearing white hides, appeared to two men. One treated her with respect, and the other didn't. She turned the disrespectful man into a pile of bones and gave the respectful one a pipe and taught his people rituals and music. She changed into a female white buffalo calf and promised to return. Thousands of people stopped by Val and Dave Heider's Janesville farm after the birth of the first white buffalo, a female named Miracle who died in 2004 at 10. The second was born in 1996 but died after three days. Heider said he discovered the third white buffalo, a newborn m

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WHITE CASTLE TURKEY STUFFING Recipe By : Serving Size : 1 Preparation Time :0:00 Categories : Poultry Amount Measure Ingredient -- Preparation Method -------- ------------ -------------------------------- 10 White Castle hamburgers, Pickle removed 1 1/2 c Celery, diced 1 1/4 ts Ground thyme 1 1/2 ts Ground sage 3/4 ts Coarse ground black pepper 1/4 c Chicken broth In a large mixing bowl, tear the White Castle hamburgers into pieces and add diced celery and seasonings. Toss and add chicken broth. Toss well. Stuff cavity of turkey just before roasting. Makes about 9 cups (enough for 10-12 lb bird). NOTE: Allow 1 White Castle hamburger for each pound of turkey, which will be the equivilent of 3/4 cup stuffing per pound.

White Castle Hambugers
WHITE CASTLE HAMBURGERS 2 lbs. ground chuck 1 pkg. onion soup mix 1 egg 1/2 tsp. black pepper 2 tbsp. water 1/2 c. bread crumbs 3 pkgs. Pepperidge Farm dinner rolls Sliced dill pickles Mix all ingredients together, except rolls and pickle, and press in 10 x 15 inch jelly roll pan. Prick with fork. Bake at 400 degrees for 10 minutes. Cool and cut in squares to fit buns. Place one on each bun with one slice of dill pickle. Sprinkle top of buns with water. Bake at 350 degrees for 5-10 minutes.

White Bean Pasta E Fagioli
Makes 4 to 6 servings Ingredients 3 cups cooked cannellini beans 3 tbsp olive oil 2 carrots, peeled and chopped 2 celery stalks, chopped 1 small red onion, chopped 2 cloves garlic, peeled and minced 4 large, ripe plum tomatoes 4 to 5 cups chicken broth Salt & pepper 1/4 cup chopped fresh parsley 1 teaspoon dried oregano 2 cups small dried pasta of choice 1 cup grated parmesan cheese Extra virgin olive oil to serve Directions 1. Heat the oil in a large pot, and cook the onion, celery, carrot, and garlic until soft and fragrant. 2. Add 4 cups of the broth, and the beans to the pot, and cook for 10 minutes. Season with salt, pepper, oregano, and half of the parsley. 3. Cut the tomatoes in half, and gently squeeze to remove most of the seeds. Cut off the core end, and then cut the tomatoes into small dice. Add the tomatoes, and pasta of choice to the pot, and cook until the pasta is tender, about 10 to 15 minutes, adding a little additional broth to the

White Anger
White Anger by Steven Mather How desolate now the silent song once born within your swan's throat; false honey voice and silven words, bringing light in sugar sandwiches and turning each and every moment, to fools' dishonest gold. What grinning lies behind your goddess mask, now hardened to the battered hearts; shattered, bleeding in your wake? Shimmering, glistening, radiant eyes. False promise glows within those pools; turning heads and making fools. Where once I thought they gazed with lust, your loveless, vacant frigid eyes, deeply probing, searching, seeking. No! Never was your gaze for me. Only for your own reflected image, which was and is your one true love.

White Guy And A Black Guy
a black man and a white man work on the same job and the white man would come to work everyday talking about how he got sex every night and the black man was like " tell me how do u do it every night" the white man said "i go home take a shower and im smelling good and i say white woman white woman as white as a dave pull down thows sheet we abot to make love" so the back man comes in to work the next day and he is all messed up and the white guy goes what happined and the black said "well i when home and took a shower and i was smelling good and i said black woman black woman as big as a truk pull down thows panttys we about to fuck

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Basic ingredients: * 150g white chocolate * 250g cream * 2 tbsp white rum * 1 orange * 1 lemon * 1 egg * 2 tsp sugar Steps: 1. Chop the white chocolate into small pieces and place in a glass bowl together with the cream, finely grated rind of half an orange and the rum - place over a pan of boiling water and heat for 3 mins stirring constantly 2. Place the mixture in the fridge for 2 hours then whisk everything until the mixture becomes light and airy 3. Separate the egg and beat the egg white until stiff then add the sugar and juice of half a lemon 4. Finally mix everything together and chill thoroughly before serving

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* 1-1/2 cups cracker crumbs, finely ground (graham cracker, ginger snap, zwieback, rusk, vanilla or chocolate wafers) * 1-1/3 cups sugar * 1/3 cup unsalted butter, melted * 1-1/2 lbs. cream cheese * 3/4 lb. white chocolate chips, melted * 1 lb. sour cream * 1/2 tsp. almond extract * 2 tsp. vanilla extract Preheat oven to 350°F. Combine crumbs and 1/3 cup sugar in bottom of a 9 inch springform pan. Stir in butter and mix thoroughly. Press mixture around bottom and sides to cover. Set aside. Place cream cheese in a large mixing bowl and beat with an electric mixer 3-5 minutes until fluffy. Add vanilla and almond extracts. Slowly add remaining sugar and beat 5 minutes. Add melted white chocolate and beat 5 minutes. Add sour cream and beat 3 minutes. Pour into prepared springform pan. Tap pan on counter to release any air bubbles. If using an electric oven, bake 35 minutes; if using a gas oven, 30 minutes. Without opening oven door, turn off oven. Let

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She sat on the white beach, the sun setting, casting its colorful lights against her curly red hair. Her face was towards the ocean as he approached from behind, naked and viral, he crept up on her. He squatted behind her and very quietly reached to stroke her hair. A smile formed on her face as she felt his gentle touch. Leaning back against him, she looks up smiling into his face. Her white skin almost translucent in the light that was left. Turning, she faces him, she as naked as he. No need for modesty, they were all alone here. Tentatively he reaches to stroke her breast, his touch causing her nipples to grow and harden. Taking her by the hand, he gently pulls her towards the forest. She soon knows where they are going. Ahead of them lies the fresh clear pool where they bath and swim, with its beautiful waterfall cascading over the rocks. Still leading her he takes her to a soft patch of grass. The moon is starting to come up and the light is changing. Th

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The White Queen a> She lives among us, no one the wiser as to who she is. A woman of grace, beauty, & power. She commands all which is frozen & barren. Fore everything she touches freezes solid. She is destined to be alone in this world, for no human could handle her touch. The feeling of sorrow comes over her as she begins to cry. Thus is when the snow comes from. When she is distraught & bitter, the blizzards come hard and long. Fore she is The White Queen, ruler of the North. By: BikerREDS

White Rabbit (you Pick The Artist)
One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all Go ask Alice When she's ten feet tall And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you're going to fall Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar Has given you the call Call Alice When she was just small When men on the chessboard Get up and tell you where to go And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving low Go ask Alice I think she'll know When logic and proportion Have fallen sloppy dead And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's "off with her head!" Remember what the dormouse said: "Feed your head Feed your head Feed your head"

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1/4 cup chopped Pancetta or smoked Slab bacon. cut into very small cubes. 1 medium onion chopped *1 tablespoon of Extra virgin Olive oil, just to saute the onions and the Pancetta. 2 Tablespoon of minced or finely chopped Garlic. 1 cup of good dry white wine.(if you drink it, cook with it, NEVER use those Start sauteing in your soup pot the 1/4 cup of chopped Pancetta or Smoked slab bacon, trim as much fat as you want off it's just for the flavor, you don't need all the fat anyway. Add the olive oil and the Onion. When the Onion is almost brown, add your garlic. Saute till all are just soft and lightly brown, don't over cook the garlic. Then de-glaze the pan with the white wine, let it cook down getting all the bits from the bottom of the pan. Next add your beans and stock and bring to a boil. Lower the heat and add your Escarole let simmer until Escarole is soft and cooked all the way through about 45 mins, last 15 mins add your meatballs. garnish and enjoy. garnish-

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The White Light Of Love
When our world holds so much anger and pain I close my eyes and imagine The white light of love Just glowing from the universe And covering all Hoping for that special time When all shall have peace and love Kindness will be the way of the future Fear and anguish shall be no more Life is what we make it Mine will be giving and receiving love Let the white light flow and let it glow

White America-eminem
Intro] America!! Hahaha! We love you! How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours? The stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech the United States government has sworn to uphold.. (Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song) .. or so we're told [Eminem] I never woulda dreamed in a million years I'd see so many motherfuckin people, who feel like me Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs It's like a fuckin ARMY marchin in back of me So many lives I touched, so much anger aimed in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays And straight through your radio waves, it plays and plays 'til it stays stuck in your head, for days and days Who woulda thought; standin in this mirror bleachin my hair with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to wear that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this? How could I p

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Recipe Rating: Prep Time: 20 min Total Time: 6 hr 50 min Makes: 12 servings 27 LORNA DOONE Shortbread Cookies, finely crushed (about 2 cups crumbs) 1 Tbsp. sugar 6 Tbsp. (3/4 stick) margarine or butter, melted 1/2 cup seedless raspberry jam 1-1/2 pkg. (9 squares) BAKER'S Premium White Baking Chocolate 1-3/4 cups whipping cream, divided 2 Tbsp. orange-flavored liqueur MIX cookie crumbs, sugar and margarine until well blended. Press firmly onto bottom of 9-inch springform pan. Refrigerate 15 min. or until firm. Spread evenly with jam. MICROWAVE white chocolate, 1/4 cup of the cream and the liqueur in large microwaveable bowl on HIGH 2 min.; stir. Microwave 1 min. or until chocolate is almost melted, stirring after 30 sec. Stir until chocolate is completely melted. Cool 30 min. or until room temperature, stirring occasionally. BEAT remaining 1-1/2 cups cream in large chilled bowl with electric mixer on medium speed until soft peaks form. (Do not overbeat.) Gently stir 1/

White Trash America
I don't understand how so many people can watch crap like Maury and Jerry Springer. Why would you want to cheer on someone that goes in front of national television and tells the world that they are whores and they like it? That they have slept with more men than they can count in a period of three days and they don't know who the father of the child is? It is really sad and part of what is wrong with America. I love this country and proudly serve it but people really have a fucked up idea of entertainment. People are like dogs sometimes. They will go and find the stinkiest nastiest thing immaginable and roll in it. Then they will come home and say,"Look what I did mom!! Aren't you proud of me?!!"

White Cluster
Still it came passing by The pieces weaved together rose the sun And fooled me with another day The knocking message called for my life Sealed the spell of my scrawny body Soil to skin, my next of kin Damp air grasped, stole the words And greeted me with a hiss This is forgiveness, so I know Once I repent I seal the lid I slither for you and I'm dying I find trust in hate They wear white for me Seemingly jaded and lost I forge myself into your dreams And here I am your life Hangman, clutching at his tools I will come for you The noose is tied Murmur through the crowd Plunging into anywhere but here Cloak-captured sighs of relief As the primal touch brought me back And the last sight I did see is still here Beckoning right behind me

A White Rose
The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

White September Sky
WHITE SEPTEMBER SKY How did it look to them in the first frozen second of the brand new war, when sky and fire opened the walls? Vengeance is not enough. Sometimes it seems the dead are waiting, ghost riders paused in shock before they go on to wherever they go. They want us to see what they saw, as their exploded memories began to unravel through the air, until only the air remained. We watched the clouds they became, their dust filling our eyes, our lungs, our blood. We breathe them in, we have no choice, and their blood flows in us, as we move, stately, into the passion of war, the romance of revenge. But some remembered, in that second at the window, lovers, children, all the white Septembers of joy. Bless them in the middle of fire, bless their blood, heroic, that we bring to war, bless their final end. Vengeance is not enough. They wait for peace.

White Hairs
One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head. She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?" Her Mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white". The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white"?

Whittier...
Ah! on Thanksgiving day, when from East and from West, From North and South, come the pilgrim and guest, When the gray-haired New Englander sees round his board The old broken links of affection restored, When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more, And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before. What moistens the lips and what brightens the eye? What calls back the past, like the rich pumpkin pie?John Greenleaf Whittier

White House Breakfast
White House Breakfast Dick Cheney and George W. Bush were having breakfast at the White House. The attractive waitress asks Cheney what he would like, and he replies, "I'd like a bowl of oatmeal and some fruit." "And what can I get for you, Mr. President?" George W. replies with his trademark wink and slight grin, "How about a quickie this morning?" "Why, Mr. President!" the waitress exclaims. "How rude! You're starting to act like Mr. Clinton, and you've only been in your second term of office for a year!" As the waitress storms away, Cheney leans over to Bush and whispers..."It's pronounced 'quiche'."

White Rabbit?!?
You scored as White Rabbit. You're constantly worrying about everything, and always in a rush. If you were diagnosed with any psychological ailment, it'd probably be anxiety disorder.White Rabbit75%Queen of Hearts63%The Mad Hatter63%Caterpillar50%Tweedle Dee & Dum38%Cheshire Cat25%Alice0%Which Alice in Wonderland Character are YOU?created with QuizFarm.com

White Chip And Macadamia Nut Coffeecake
Ingredients: * CRUMB TOPPING(recipe follows) * 6 tablespoons butter or margarine, softened * 3/4 cup granulated sugar * 3/4 cup packed light brown sugar * 2 cups all-purpose flour * 2 teaspoons baking powder * 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon * 1-1/4 cups milk * 1 egg * 1 teaspoon vanilla extract * WHITE DRIZZLE(recipe follows) Directions: 1. Heat oven to 350 F. Grease and flour 13x9x2-inch baking pan. Prepare CRUMB TOPPING; set aside. 2. Beat butter, granulated sugar and brown sugar until well blended. Stir together flour, baking powder and cinnamon; beat into butter mixture. Gradually add milk, egg and vanilla, beating until thoroughly blended. Pour 1/2 batter into prepared pan; top with 1/2 CRUMB TOPPING. Gently spread remaining batter over topping. Sprinkle remaining topping over batter. 3. Bake 30 to 35 minutes or until wooden pick inserted into center comes out clean. Cool completely. 4. Prepare WHITE DRIZZLE; driz

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THE WHITE HOUSE Office of the Press Secretary For Immediate Release August 14, 1997 GUIDELINES ON RELIGIOUS EXERCISE AND RELIGIOUS EXPRESSION IN THE FEDERAL WORKPLACE The following Guidelines, addressing religious exercise and religious expression, shall apply to all civilian executive branch agencies, officials, and employees in the Federal workplace. These Guidelines principally address employees' religious exercise and religious expression when the employees are acting in their personal capacity within the Federal workplace and the public does not have regular exposure to the workplace. The Guidelines do not comprehensively address whether and when the government and its employees may engage in religious speech directed at the public. They also do not address religious exercise and religious expression by uniformed military personnel, or the conduct of business by chaplains employed by the Federal Government. Nor do the Guidelines define the rights and responsibilities

A Whiter Christmas Than Ever
It was already snowing when I got up in the morning and even though I thought I was a bit too old to care that much about it, I secretly wished that the snow would stay until Christmas. It was only two days. A white Christmas is something special and I hoped this one was going to be special. I really wanted a portable CD player. Dad said it was much too expensive, but I had the feeling that I was going to get it. The rest of the family had the day before Christmas off, but I still went to school and even though it was a Monday they had decided that we were going to school that day, not to have any lessons but to go to church, then eat cookies in the classrooms and wish everybody a merry Christmas. In the morning there was a bus to take me straight to school, but since I got off early I had to take two busses to get home. The first one was late but eventually it did come. When I got off to wait for the second bus, the driver stopped me. "Are you sure you want to get off? 507

White Buffalo
12/04/2006 Rare white buffalo born at local zoo By Josh Krysak , Herald-Standard A new white baby bull calf stands in a pen with other buffalo at the Woodlands Zoo in Farmington. (Ed Cope/Herald-Standard) Sonny and Jill Herring, owners of Woodlands Zoo in Farmington, know their wide array of animals draw patrons to their zoo but the couple never had considered "spirituality" as a tourist draw. But now, thanks to one very unique birth, the Herrings can boast that, too. On Nov. 12, a perfectly normal brown buffalo at the zoo gave birth to a white baby bull calf - an occurrence that zoo owner Jill Herring said is about 1 in 10 million. The Herrings said they received an immediate response to the birth from American Indians across the region and have been reeling ever since. According to American Indian legend of the White Buffalo Woman, the prophetess was sent to her people by the Creator to teach them how to communicate with the deity through the prayer p

The White Envelope
The White envelope It's just a small white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so. It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas -- oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it -- the overspending, the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry and the dusting powder for Grandma -- the gifts given in desperation because you couldn't think of anything else. Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts, sweaters, ties, and so forth. I reached for something special just for Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way. Our son Kevin, who was 12 that year, was wrestling at the junior level at the school he attended. Shortly before Christmas, there was a non-league match against a team sponsored by an inner-city church. These youngsters,

White Pride
So I'm White And I'm proud You call me "Cracker", "Honkey", "Whitey" and you think it's OK. But when I call you, nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Gook, Spic or Chink you call me a racist. You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live You have the United Negro College Fund. You have Martin Luther King Day. You have Black History Month. You have Cesar Chavez Day. You have Yom Hashoah You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi You have the NAACP. You have BET. If we had WET(white entertainment television) we'd be racists. If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists. If we had white history month, we'd be racists. If we had an organization for only whites to "advance" our lives, we'd be racists. If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships, you know we'd be racists. In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and ri

The White Lady Of Fonte' River
During the early Spanish colonial rule in the late 1600's on the island of Guam, there lived two newlyweds in the quiet hillside village of Maina. The couple, a Spanish officer and his Chamorro bride. Before marrying, the bride's husband was romantic, dashing and polite. But soon after their honeymoon, he became cruel and abusive. Every night the husband demanded fresh mountain stream water with his food and sent his wife to the small creek in the valley below to fetch his water. After a while, the woman actually began to enjoy her lonely walks and eventually it became a ritual that she looked forward to. Her favorite time was during the full moon when the moon's reflection shimmered across the surface of the moving creek like dancing stars, with the gentle wind whistling through the jungle foliage. Her husband soon began to notice that it took longer and longer for her return and became enraged. Then one stormy and rainy night on their first wedding anniversary and during a new

White Envelope
SIMPLE WHITE ENVELOPE > > It's just a small white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas > tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through > the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so. > > It all began because my husband, Mike, hated Christmas -- oh, not the true > meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it -- the overspending, > the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry > and the dusting powder for Grandma -- the gifts given in desperation because > you couldn't think of anything else. > > Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts, > sweaters, ties, and so forth. I reached for something special just for > Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way. Our son Kevin, who was 12 > that year, was wrestling at the junior le vel at the school he attended. > Shortly before Christmas, there was a non-league match against a team > spons

White Flag [dido]
I know you think that I shouldn't still love you, I'll tell you that. But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it where's the sense in that? I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder Or return to where we were Well I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be I know I left too much mess and destruction to come back again And I caused but nothing but trouble I understand if you can't talk to me again And if you live by the rules of "it's over" then I'm sure that that makes sense Well I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be And when we meet Which I'm sure we will All that was then Will be there still I'll let it pass And hold my tongue And you will think That I've moved on.... Well I will go down with this ship And I won't put my

White && Nerdy
They see me mowin' my front lawn I know they're all thinkin' I'm so White and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Can't you see I'm white and nerdy Look at me I'm white and nerdy I wanna roll with the gangstas But so far they all think I'm too White and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy I'm just too white and nerdy Really, really white and nerdy First in my class here at MIT Got skills, I'm a champion at D&D M.C. Escher, that's my favorite M.C. Keep you're 40, I'll just have an Earl Grey tea My rims never spin, to the contrary You'll find that they're quite stationary All of my action figures are cherry Stephen Hawking's in my library My MySpace page is all totally pimped out Got people beggin' for my top eight spaces Yo, I know pi to a thousand places Ain't got no grills but I still wear braces I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise I'

White House Postponing Loss Of Iraq, Biden Says
White House Postponing Loss of Iraq, Biden Says By Glenn Kessler Washington Post Staff Writer Friday, January 5, 2007; Page A06 Sen. Joseph R. Biden Jr. (D-Del.), chairman of the Senate Foreign Relations Committee, said yesterday that he believes top officials in the Bush administration have privately concluded they have lost Iraq and are simply trying to postpone disaster so the next president will "be the guy landing helicopters inside the Green Zone, taking people off the roof," in a chaotic withdrawal reminiscent of Vietnam. "I have reached the tentative conclusion that a significant portion of this administration, maybe even including the vice president, believes Iraq is lost," Biden said. "They have no answer to deal with how badly they have screwed it up. I am not being facetious now. Therefore, the best thing to do is keep it from totally collapsing on your watch and hand it off to the next guy -- literally, not figuratively." Who's Blogging? Read what blogger

White House Uses Secret Memo To Fight Court Order 05 Jan 2007 The White House And The Secret Service Quietly Signed An Agreement Last Spring In The Mi
Please use the box to your left to rate this blog. White House uses secret memo to fight court order 05 Jan 2007 The White House and the Secret Service quietly signed an agreement last spring in the midst of the Jack Abramoff lobbying scandal declaring records identifying visitors to the White House are not open to the public. The Bush regime did not reveal the existence of the memorandum of understanding until last fall.

Whiterino's Story~~a Man's Perspective
Hi all it has not been the easiest thing to talk about over the years but out of support for the cause. back in 2002 me and my ex were blessed the a little baby girl she was every i could have ever wished for. from 2002 to 2003 was the best year of my life. on june 3rd 2003 i got the phone call at work from my ex asking me to meet her at the hospital. when i asked why and what was wrong she had told me my baby girl was having problems breathing that day. it turn she had allergies that coused imflation in her wind pipe. 3 days went by with out leaveing her for a second. i stayed with her in the hosptal. on the 7th of june 2003 my world came crashing down. as i sat helpless with my baby girl she stoped breathing the hosptal tried everything they could do to try and save her but all as lost. still to this day 4 years later it has not been any easier to deal with and this is the first time sharing this with anyone since. i would ask please support innocentprncss spread the word and help br

White Rose
Perfect in every single way No flaws, no imperfections Untainted by the darkness in this world I always admired you from afar Too cowardly to even speak how I felt towards you Unworthy...how could a black sheep such as I even say a word to you Your beauty rivaled by no other Your voice as soft and gentle as a soft summer breeze Calming...soothing You help ease the endless pain of my own existence The way I feel for you the way I feel for non-other Will I ever be able to confess my love to you? Till that day I watch from afar... The perfect white rose

White Race Unite
WHTE RACE UNITE Living in a time where one knows not the truth but only the lies of which the media preaches, is not actually living but it is being herded like cattle to the slaughter house. This is how we as the white population of the World are leading our lives, we pay no attention to the changes being made around us on an hourly basis and we could care less about the lies being told directly to our faces. With the Jews overrunning our televisions and newspapers, one finds it hard to actually pick the truth from the Jewish lies. It is no longer a cut and dry society we live in, in its stead we have the perverted media we see in front of us today. With more and more nations falling under the Jewish spell and less and less of the worlds people doing anything to slow the Jew down to a crawl, the world in which we live has become an unsafe place for an awaken white person to live. With laws being passed to further stunt the growth of our people, and to help the grow of the Je

The White Man's Azz... Lmfao!!!!
Why is it that some white guys asses are hairy????? Mexican men don't have that problem. At least, that's what Tony Sr told me. Black men....no their asses are as smooth as a babies bottoms. And I know Indian men aren't hairy and I guess Asian men don't get hairy asses. So....what the hell?? Why does the white man get cursed with the hairy ass? My male cousin informed me last night that his hair is disappearing off of the top of his head, but has made up for it by growing on his back and ass. Wow! That's gotta suck! Two other white guys also said they had the same problem. Is it because some white men are not fully evolved from apes yet?? I tried telling these guys to use Nair but they said no. They said it wouldn't look natural to have bare backs and asses and then have a really hairy chest and sack. Oh, well. I did my part on helping out the Sistahood! In comments, I would like to hear your opinions on why white guys have hairy asses OR tell us a funny stor

White Silk Slaves (virgins)
"Cernus smiled. 'Our Physicians ascertained,' said he, 'that she is only a Red Silk Girl.' 'I scarcely supposed,' said I, 'that you would permit a White Silk girl to go alone on the streets of Ar.' Cernus chuckled. 'Indeed not,' he said. 'The risk is too much, sometimes as much as ten gold pieces.'" Book 5, Assassin of Gor, page 45 "The meal was served by slave girls in white tunics, each wearing a white-enameled collar. These would be girls in training, some of them perhaps White Silk Girls, being accustomed to the routines and techniques of serving table." Book 5, Assassin of Gor, page 88 "One of them carried a large pitcher of the diluted Ka-la-na wine and stepped behind us, climbing the two steps to the broad wooden dais on which our tables were set. She bent over my left shoulder woodenly, her body stiff. 'Wine, Master?' she asked. 'She-sleen,' hissed Ho-Tu. 'How is it that you first serve wine to a strange man at the table of your master?' 'Forgive Lana,' said she, te

White & Nerdy By Al Yankovic
This song is Dedicated to My Youngest Brother and My oldest Son and hopefully there is still hope for my 4 year old nephew ...LOL White & Nerdy ------------ Parody of "Ridin'" by Chamillionaire New lyrics by Al Yankovic They see me mowin' My front lawn I know they're all thinking I'm so white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Can't you see I'm white and nerdy? Look at me, I'm white and nerdy I wanna roll with The gangstas But so far they all think I'm too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy Think I'm just too white and nerdy I'm just too white and nerdy. Really really white and nerdy. First in my class here at MIT Got skills, I'm a champion at D&D MC Escher - that's my favorite MC Keep your 40, I'll just have an Earl Grey tea My rims never spin, to the contrary You'll find that they're quite stationary All of my action figures are cherry Steven Hawking's in my library My MySpace page is all to

White Flower
This White Flower I see before me is as pure as the Love I feel for him...The sparkles remind me of my eyes when I think of him...The petals, so delicate, as my heart is delicate...But I have NO fear...For he is as gentle and loving to me as the morning dew is when it falls upon this flower...

White Emotion
Its snowing again, later this year then when I first began but its still there. I'm freezing on the outside, but colder on the in, I cross my fingers and hope "Not this year, lets have it different from the one when it was so clear, before my path derailed, little was clear." These couples hugging and kissing more and more as valentine's day gets near. I'd drink myself to sleep, have dreams crying for help, but noone would hear me. In reality, I was two sided, it still exists this fear, this year. As each couple gets lovey dovey I scowl in hate, in anger and everything I loath. The weakness they have from each other, to love, to hug, to be lovers. So I call him an asshole, and wait, he gets ready to come my way and meet his fate, his girlfriend calls him back and says "Leave him baby, its ok". On the inside, he'd love to fight me, if he did I'd win, in spite of it all. I could fight your man, make him drop & fall. I could be that asshole.

White Trash
STRAGLY UNBRUSHED TEETH AND GREASY BLEACHED BLONDE HAIR LOOKING AT YOU CAN BE QUITE A SCARE PATHETIC AND ALONE FILLED WITH DECIET AT 85 POUNDS I THINK YOU SHOULD EAT ALL YOUR NASTINESS YOU BITCH WILL KEEP YOU BITTER INSIDE YOUR NOTHING TO ANYONE IT CANT BE DENIED FULL OF ENVY AND JELOUSY WILL GET YOU NO WHERE YOU'LL SEE NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY YOU WILL NEVER BE ME YOU DONT HAVE A JOB ALWAYS FULL OF LICE IF YOU WOULD CLEAN URESELF UP YOU MIGHT LOOK QUITE NICE TRUE WELFARE TRASH SKANKY LITTLE WHORE YOU BELONG IN A TRAILER WITH A GREEN LIGHT AT THE DOOR I NEVER DID YOU DIRTY SOMETHING U KNOW THAT IS TRUE THIRD TIMES THE CHARM IT WILL COME BACK TENFOLD TO YOU BUT NO MATTER HOW HARD U TRY I WILL ALWAYS BE BETTER THIS I ASSURE YOU FOREVER AND EVER IM FEELING MUCH BETTER AFTER SPEAKING MY MIND GO STRAIGHT TO HELL AND KISS MY BEHIND

White People
White People Someone else besides me finally said it. how many are actually paying attention to this? There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, Native Americans, etc. and then there are just Americans. Some pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You call me "White boy," "Cracker," "Honkey," "Whitey," "Caveman" and that's OK. But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink you call me a racist. You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live? You have the United Negro College Fund. You have Martin Luther King Day. You have Black History Month. You have Cesar Chavez Day. You have Yom Hashoah You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi You have the NAACP. You have BET. If we had WET(White Entertainment Television) we'd be racists. If we had a White

White Emotion Pt 2
Its snowing, I'm freezing as I venture home in this storm. I went out to fullfill a promise, unsure of how I'd be found by this, I'm cold inside and out, I want to scream in pain and shout. I've become so numb, I can't feel anything, another sip, another swig to help me reach where I'm going. Its cold, I want to collapse, I'm getting number, help me past this. In my pocket some call my destiny, some hear stories coming from me. A wiseman once told me its never easy, but destiny would come to me. He never told me the name, he thinks what I deserve is maybe some fame. Who am I to question this man? Hes not my father, though he respects me, why he does this, why he listens and helps is beyond me. I will never have his eyes, be him, or see as he sees.

White Fawn Named Powder
This is a baby Fawn about 3 weeks old not sure on age who mom was killed near a high way my cousin was driving and saw this little fawn almost get hit by two different vehicles but no one would stop for her. So, my cousin pulled over to the side of the road and was able to pick her up. As you can see she was just a little bigger then a sneaker very scared and just wanted to be cuddled. My cousin made phone calls and found a ZOO that is or has taken her. Seeing that a white Fawn is sooooo rare she will have a very good home. My cousin wanted to keep her she was so sweet but its against the law. He also knew she be better off in a zoo set up to raise her and keep her healthy seeing that she was so rare of a fine. But, he got to name her POWDER. Awsome is she not. I wanted to share it with you. Not to often something really neto comes along like this. So pure and pretty. Please let me know what you think about her.

White Buffalo Calf Woman
White Buffalo Calf Woman and the Mother of Life White Buffalo Calf Woman's legend is ancient, arising about 2000 years ago, and is central to the spiritual practices of numerous Native American nations. Various, but similar, versions of the legend of White Buffalo Calf Woman are told. The brief story presented here is based primarily on the story of White Buffalo Calf Woman at various websites as told by Joseph Chasing Horse, Traditional Leader of the Lakota Nation. “It was told that next time there is chaos and disparity, she would return again. She said she would return as a White Buffalo Calf. Some believe she already has.” Words of Chief Arvol Looking Horse, 19th Generation Keeper of the Sacred White Buffalo Calf Pipe of the Lakota Nation While two warriors were out hunting buffalo, a white buffalo calf appeared. As she approached them she changed into a beautiful young woman... which is how she came to be called the White Buffalo Calf Woman. One of the young w

White Lines
WHITE LINES ALEXZ JOHNSON I tried to tell you Ive got to get away I tried to say I need my space I got to get some Distance in between My heart and my head Im on the razors edge Ive been here before I know the way White lines And headlights in my eyes White lines Im ready to drive all night White lines How many till Im in your arms White lines Will bring me home I held you in My arms last night I dreamed we were Riding on a star I kissed you and The sun began to shine In dreams I can do anything It seems like Im on my own It feels like Im losing it all White lines And headlights in my eyes White lines Im ready to drive all night White lines How many till Im in your arms White lines Will bring me Seems like Ive been here before I know the way Seems like Ive been on my own So long So long White lines And headlights in my eyes White lines Im ready to drive all night White lines How many till Im in your arms White lines Will

White Tiger Cubs Debut At Argentine Zoo
BUENOS AIRES, Argentina - Three white tiger cubs just weeks old debuted Thursday at the Buenos Aires Zoo in Argentina, romping in pen before delighted children and their parents. The cubs — two females and a male — were born Dec. 23 to Conde and Bety at the zoo in the Argentine capital, and had since been kept out of view. "This is their first big day out," zoo spokeswoman Ana Maria Pirra told The Associated Press, adding the cubs were in good health. Pirra said the cubs weighed about 2.2 pounds at birth and were gaining weight fast, with each now weighing about 13 pounds. She said none of the cubs has yet been named, and that children — who watched with delight as the cubs cavorted playfully Thursday — deposited name suggestions in a box at the zoo, along with their contact information. The cubs' names will be chosen in a drawing in three months, she said. "Each of the winners will be a godfather or godmother to a cub," Pirra said. Conde and Bety had triplets in

White House Is Reported To Be Linked To A Dismissal
White House Is Reported to Be Linked to a Dismissal 16 Feb 2007 A United States attorney in Arkansas who was dismissed from his job last year by the Justice Department was ousted after Harriet E. Miers, the former White House counsel, intervened on behalf of the man who replaced him, according to Congressional aides briefed on the matter. http://www.nytimes.com/2007/02/16/washington/16attorneys.html

White Rabbit
One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all Go ask Alice When she's ten feet tall And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you're going to fall Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar Has given you the call Recall Alice When she was just small When men on the chessboard Get up and tell you where to go And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving low Go ask Alice I think she'll know When logic and proportion Have fallen softly dead And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's "off with her head!" Remember what the dormouse said: "Feed your head Feed your head Feed your head" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I wanna be a hippy

A White Rose
I wrote this for an Angel I know! A White Rose... The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

White Light,white Heat..lou Reed
White light White light going messin' up my mind Don't you know, it's gonna make me go blind White heat White heat, it tickle me down to my toes White light Oh, have mercy, white light have it, goodness knows White light White light going messin' up my brain White light Ooooh, white light it's gonna drive me insane White heat Ooooh, white heat, it tickle me down to my toes White light Ooooh, white light, I said now, goodness knows Do it Ooooh, white light I surely do love watch that stuff shooting itself in Ooooh, white light Watch that side, watch that side Don't you know, gonna be dead and bright Ooooh, white heat Yeah foxy mama, watch her walking down the street Ooooh, white light Come upside, your head gonna make a dead end on your street White light White light light moving me drain my brain White light Gonna make me really go insane White heat Ooooh, white heat, it tickle me down to my toes White light Ooooh, w

The White Snake
A long time ago there lived a king who was famed for his wisdom through all the land. Nothing was hidden from him, and it seemed as if news of the most secret things was brought to him through the air. But he had a strange custom, every day after dinner, when the table was cleared, and no one else was present, a trusty servant had to bring him one more dish. It was covered, however, and even the servant did not know what was in it, neither did anyone know, for the king never took off the cover to eat of it until he was quite alone. This had gone on for a long time, when one day the servant, who took away the dish, was overcome with such curiosity that he could not help carrying the dish into his room. When he had carefully locked the door, he lifted up the cover, and saw a white snake lying on the dish. But when he saw it he could not deny himself the pleasure of tasting it, so he cut off a little bit and put it into his mouth. No sooner had it touched his tongue than he heard a strang

The White Bride And The Black One
A woman was walking about the fields with her daughter and her step-daughter cutting fodder, when the Lord came towards them in the form of a poor man, and asked, "Which is the way into the village?" "If you want to know," said the mother, "seek it for yourself," and the daughter added, "If you are afraid you will not find it, take a guide with you." But the step-daughter said, "Poor man, I will take you there, come with me." Then God was angry with the mother and daughter, and turned His back on them, and wished that they should become as black as night and as ugly as sin. To the poor step-daughter, however, God was gracious, and went with her, and when they were near the village, He said a blessing over her, and spoke, "Choose three things for yourself, and I will grant them to you." Then said the maiden, "I should like to be as beautiful and fair as the sun," and instantly she was white and fair as day. "Then I should like to have a purse of money which would never grow empty." T

The White Wolf
i saw you standing there, u said forever now standing here in the dark i see you meant never i should have known as i starred into your eyes, that the blue was your love and the black for my demise. your snowy white coat so beautiful and long shows me the pain i must face alone. i see your fangs as they pierce my heart. i feel your tongue as it licks the blood, if only i could stop the flood. i hear your claws as they rip my flesh, so i ask god is this a test. all i hear is laughter from u thats why i know what i say is true. so leave if u must go ahead, take my light. and ill just stand here in eternal darkness, forever night

White Wolf(part 2 Alone In The Dark)
alone in the dark i wait for you hoping soon you'll know what to do my wounds still open and bleeding full of hatred, pian, and needing an empty love that needs feeding but your cold heart and stare confirm my fears as my wounds burn from the salt in my tears my mind swims with angry thoughts from battles for you i fought a tear for pleasure a tear for pain a tear for love god i wish it would rain a tear for you and the games you play so if this is love than let it be known that for years i waited for your love to be shown lonely you cried i left your night but for two years lonely is how you left my life your lies i accepted for far to long as i smoked from my bong so stop the lies and tell me the truth no longer standing, now lying in the dark waiting for you

White Lace Gloves And Lace Pantyhose
Hey ya'll! Hope everyone had a great weekend! I know I did. I got a package from a member. He sent me a pair of white lace shoulder legnth gloves and a pair of white lace pantyhose! They are so damn sexy! I had to put them on right away! I can't even begin to tell you how good they felt. I was wet immediately! Anyway, about halfway through the photo shoot, I had to stuff my kitty with my gloved fingers!!! If you want to check it out, go to, www.southern-charms3.com/celeste I even update with a new video of me and one of my girlfriends! It's just us getting hot an dnasty with each and a BIG toy! Check it out at, http://videos.southern-charms.com/frontend.php?sc_volume=3&model=celeste Let me know what you think. Leave me a message here or at, celestessoutherncharms@hotmail.com Hope to hear from you soon. Licks and Slurps, Celeste

White Void
Maybe I just didn't feel like it. Feel. What is it. I miss it. I'm dead to feel. I'm bled to null. My life ... it was a beautiful thing. Like standing on a cliff, overlooking the saphire eternity of the sea- the salt breeze tickling the back of my brain. No that's not it. My life is like watching white flurry powder dancing in the playful gusts of wind. Just chilly enough to redden my cheeks. With enough snow to dazzle you rather than blind you with diamond blanketed fuzzy blue earth. Gray mountain tips teasing heaven. No... but getting closer. My life... is the grass on my fingertips. The rolling infinity of the plains, interrupted briefly by treelines, foggy horizons, golden beams of light exploding from the nimbi. Rolling forever... no matter how far I reach, I will never close my hand around it all. My life... was the cool black forever of an autumn night. Stars, familiar friends, angels flying low... glitter and scream silently for my affection. Name me. Pick m

White People Awake Save A Great Race
Are we willing to allow our people to fall from what power they still hold? It seems that we as a people are unwilling to speak out against the people currently in power, it seems that we have lost all pride and honor and it seems that people of color are getting away with what ever they want to while we are footing the bill. Have we as a people lost the battle, because if you ask me it seems we are far from the race we once were, we are allowing the Jew to corupt our people, our children are being filled with poisonous views of diversity and our televison have been over ran by the Jewish faith. We no longer are in control of our tax dollars and we are involving ourselves in wars of which we see no benefit except to protect Israel from the enemies they made themselves. We no longer speak out against the Justice system and their color guidelines in sentencing, we allow out legislatures to pass bills into law making it harder for our people to protect ourselves from those of color, w

A White Rose.......
The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

White Wolf Run
Enchantress came to me And said, meet me at the lake tonight I hunt this world to the white Through the shroud of snow I saw paradise Peace, no more lies Crestfallen soul Rest for this night Love is here Right here under my wings I dream of wolves With them I run For me she lengthened the night I am home I am in peace Crestfallen soul Rest for this night Love is here Right here under my wings

White Fox
Craziest dream last night. Finally remembered all of it. I was in an animal shelter and I was looking around doing my thing. I see out of the corner of my eye a white fox that was wicked beautiful so I went to the cage. It ate its way through the cage and was totally fine around me. I started to walk away from it and it came up to me and bit my calf. People say you can't feel pain in dreams but I sure as shit felt that bite. So I have this fox attached to my leg and i'm running around trying to knock it off. It finally lets go and it went from me being in the shelter to me being in my backyard. I walked into the house and thats when I woke up. A white fox though, wtf is that about.

A White World
by Dr. William Pierce In these talks I have with you every week, I try to choose topics of current interest, topics that are in the news -- or that should be in the news -- because it's important for all of our listeners to understand that the things we talk about in these broadcasts are real and relevant, and they demand our attention now; they are things that listeners can check on for themselves if I tell them where to check. Even when I choose to talk more about ideas than about current news, I try to tie the ideas into events, either current or historical, in order to keep listeners aware that the ideas are relevant, that they have consequences in the real world. I want everyone always to have in mind that the essence of these broadcasts is not entertainment, and it's not even education: it's survival. It's our whole future. It's the continuation of the process of life that began on this earth hundreds of millions of years ago and is now on the brink of disaster. The reason

White Candle Spell For Blessings
White Candle Spell for Blessings Get a white candle-either a plain one (offertory, pillar, or taper) or a figural one in the gender of the person you want to bless. Carve the person's full name on the candle, then dress it with Blessing Oil or Holy Oil. For more power, you may place a name-paper of the person, or a photo, or some personal item of theirs (such as a bit of hair or a snippet of clothing) either under the candle or next to it. One easy way to do this is to place the paper or personal concerns under an overturned saucer and put the candle on top of the saucer. Burn a portion of the candle every day for seven days, pinching it out between burnings. As you light it each day, say this: [Name], may you be blessed May all good things come to you.. May nothing whatsoever harm you May your heart be light May your travels be safe May your health be good May your mind be sound May your friendships sustain you May you be blessed in every way If you have a

A White Rose
A package arrives What can it be I can’t wait to see What you have sent to me I open the box Move the tissue paper aside To see A long stem white rose Laying there before me Reaching in I see the thorns Just as one pricks me A drop falls And lands on a petal A stark contrast Of innocence and power Combining together I bring my finger to my lips I close my eyes as I taste The taste of sweet and saltiness Blending into one I smile Thinking of us And what will soon be

White Dove
I have this vision, Of a White Dove flying. She looks so carefree and happy, Soaring through a beautiful blue sky. Twice now she has flown into my arms, Only to soar away again. I am envious of those who may have her fly to them, For I am so far away to be there when she needs me. I hope they know what a treasure she is, To treat her with the love and respect that I have shown her. The great love that is in her heart, Shines brightly through her loving eyes. Eyes that have seen so much pain, They have shined brilliantly as she has lain in my arms. I have seen the love deep within her soul, It is a wonder to behold. I have heard her pain when she has been hurt deeply, Heart torn apart by the distance that separates us. Those are the times she needs my arms around her, Though all I am able to do is sit here and express my love. To all that have been blessed to know her, This world would not be the same with out this White Dove that I love. by I

White Chocolate Sweet Potato Cake
White Chocolate Sweet Potato Cake 1. Ingredients2 pounds sweet potatoes 1 1/4 cups vegetable oil Unsalted butter for pans 2 cups cake flour (not self-rising), plus more for pans 4 large eggs 2 cups sugar 2 teaspoons baking powder 1 teaspoon salt 1 tablespoon ground cinnamon 1 teaspoon ground nutmeg 2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract 3 tablespoons brandy 1 1/2 cups unsalted macadamia nuts toasted, coarsely chopped 1 pound white chocolate 2 cups heavy cream Nutrition InfoPer Serving Calories: 1214 kcal Carbohydrates: 115 g Dietary Fiber: 5 g Fat: 79 g Protein: 12 g Sugars: 73 g About: Nutrition Info Powered by: ESHA Nutrient Database 2. Cooking Directions Heat oven to 400 degrees. Coat potatoes with 1/4 cup vegetable oil, and place on baking sheet. Bake until tender, 30 to 40 minutes. When cool enough to handle, remove skin, and mash flesh with a fork into coarse pure. Lower oven temperature to 325 degrees. Butter two 8-by-1 1/2-inch round cake pans, du

White Females Who Date Black Men Please Take Note
First of All I want to make it clear that I am White Female who dates men and women of all races. Including white men, Shocking huh? I admit I haven't dated a white male in a minute, but when I was out Saturday night the hottest man I seen was a Caucausian. Don't fall over. That being said, I have something to say to some of the White females who think they are So Hip because they date Bruthas. !. You didn't become a Sista , because you had sex with a black man. You might wear your makeup a certain way, your hair in a certain style, even form your words in certain tone. When its all said, Gurlfriend, you are still a White Female. 2. Learning to cook Collards Greens, and Chitterlings doesn't make you black either. It's just puts you at risk for heart disease. Mind you, I run to Stang's House when her Daddy's makes greens but doesn't change the fact. My Momma makes greens, too, but she's from Kentucky and hers just taste different, LOL. I digress, Gurlfriends., cooking soulfood

"white House Proposes Killing Spotted Owl Rival"
Spotted owls have been endangered for a while and there has been a bit of controversy between the timber industry and the animal protection groups. In like 1995 there was a plan put into place called the Northwest Forest Plan that restricted old growth deforestation and had areas that were flagged as reserves to protect the numbers of the spotted owl. There were of course opponents and such, but I just got done reading a new article about it. Apparently "The new proposal concludes that logging in old-growth forests is now a relatively minor threat to the survival of the spotted owl, after competition from the barred owl and wildfires." Basically they are trying to push the concept that the reason the spotted owls are suffering is because another species called the barred owl, is bigger and more aggressive and is competing for the same territory and such. The ultimate resolution of the proposal is to lure the barred owls to one of 18 sites and kill them. I am just in shock that t

The White Rose
The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

White Trash Superstore
I've come to the conclusion that I'm working in a White Trash SuperStore rather than a pharmacy...I was checking out some of the items we're carrying in the main part of the store and had one thought resonating in my mind: WHAT THE FUCK? I've got pictures to show you what I mean... No outfit is complete without a pair of rubber Corona clogs!!! Ok...if you have a 6-foot section (or more) of flip-flops, then maybe it should say Payless or Shoe Carnival on the sign. We are progressive company...this item is designed to appeal to the lesbian customer base. Ok, the packaging and name of this product is JUST FUCKING WRONG!!!! Number 1, Thick-It just doesn't sound right, and number 2, to have the visual for Thick-It being this thick white liquid dripping from a spoon.....I don't think I need to say anything else on that. Aside from that, our people are especially annoying right now. Of course, it's the first of the month AND a full moon...great,

White Town-your Woman
Just tell me what you've got to say to me I've been waiting for so long to hear the truth It comes as no surprise at all you see So cut the crap and tell me that we're through Now I know your heart, I know your mind You don't even know you're being unkind So much for how your highbrow Marxist ways Just use me up and then you walk away Boy you can't play me that way Well I guess what you say is true I could never be the right kind of girl for you I could never be your woman I could never be your woman I could never be your woman I could never be your woman When I saw my best friend yesterday She said she never liked you from the start Well me, I wish that I could claim the same But you always knew you held my heart Your such a charming hansome man Now I think I finally understand Is it in your genes? I don't know But I'll soon find out, that's for sure Why did you play me this way? Well I guess what you say is true I could never be the right knid of gi

White Friends Vs Italian Friends Lol
WHITE FRIENDS: Never ask for food ITALIAN FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food. WHITE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs. ITALIAN FRIENDS: Call your parents mom and dad. WHITE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. ITALIAN FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying, Damn...we fucked up...but that shit was fun!" WHITE FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry. ITALIAN FRIENDS: Cry with you. WHITE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. ITALIAN FRIENDS: Keep your shit so long they forget it's yours. WHITE FRIENDS: know a few things about you. ITALIAN FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you. WHITE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing. ITALIAN FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you. WHITE FRIENDS: Would knock on your door. ITALIAN FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!" WHITE FRIENDS: Are for a while. ITALIAN FRIENDS: Are for life. WHITE FRIEN

White Lace
White Lace White ruffles and beautiful lace You could only imagine the look on my face A huge smile from ear to ear You looked so beuatiful it brought quite a tear Wanting you with such devoted passion Positive energy in every fashion suculant desires flowed through my veins Gentle soft voice drives me insane Longing to touch and stroke your hair Whisper soft words only two can share Lay beside me so we can put out these flames Intensity beckons, too tough to tame Will we ever get to meet our needs? Our love is sacred our bond succeeds Wrapped up together in love is a must Two hearts longing in love only to trust

Whitesnake- Here I Go Again
Whitesnake - Here I go again, What can I say, as a gypsy in life, this has always been my heart song. The road alone is a loners way of life, will be til I die, but man this song has been there for me through heart breaks determination and truckin. Here I Go Again Lyrics » Whitesnake I don't know where I'm going But I sure know where I've been Hanging on the promises In songs of yesterday An' I've made up my mind I ain't wasting no more time But here I go again Here I go again Tho' I keep searching for an answer I never seem to find what I'm looking for, Oh Lord, I pray You give me strength to carry on Cos I know what it means To walk along the lonely street of dreams An' here I go again on my own Goin' down the only road I've ever known Like a drifter I was born to walk alone An' I've made up my mind I ain't wasting no more time I'm just another heart in need of rescue Waiting on love's sweet charity An' I'm gonna hold on For the rest of my d

A White Rose
As a fallen love cleansed from lust, Falls upon the lovely pond, The bright blue moon shining upon her lips, Letting her shine with purity. Every tear drop by love, This rose remembers and takes in the pain, And brings out the pure love, From the soul, Into the open hearts of the green orchid. As an Aryan and a Goddess watching over, The angel who has set herself on life.

White Girls Talking Ebonics
i watched maury today and there was a young white girl on there talking like she was raised by snoop dogg. she was on there to find out who her baby's daddy was. won't tell u the color of the men, you should already know. can anyone tell me why this is happening? black women are talking very suffisticated and classy ...and the white girls are talking like they were raised in the hood.

White Layer Cake With Lemon Curd Filling
Ingredients Makes two 9-inch cakes * 3 cups cake flour (not self-rising) * 2 teaspoons baking powder * 1 teaspoon salt * 1 1/2 cups (3 sticks) unsalted butter, room temperature * 2 1/4 cups sugar * 1/2 teaspoon pure vanilla extract * 1 cup milk * 8 large egg whites * Seven-Minute Frosting * 1 cup Lemon Curd Directions 1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Butter two 9-by-2-inch round cake pans; line bottoms with parchment paper rounds. Butter parchment, and dust with flour, tapping out excess; set aside. 2. Into a medium bowl, sift together flour, baking powder, and salt; set aside. In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, beat butter and 2 cups sugar until light and fluffy, 3 to 4 minutes, scraping down sides of bowl as needed. Beat in vanilla. With mixer on low speed, add flour mixture in three parts, alternating with milk and beginning and ending with flour; beat until just combined. Transfer mi

Whitesnake-deeper The Love Lyrics
When I look back On everything I've done I know you must have cried A river of tears, But, you were there When I was feeling low To walk me through my darkest fears. So when the sun goes down An' those nights grow colder, I will be there Looking over your shoulder. An' the deeper the love The stronger the emotion, An' the stronger the love The deeper the devotion. There were times I almost let you go When I thought I needed to break free, But you were there To whisper in my ear Why don't you share my dreams with me. So when the sun goes down An those nights are growing colder I will be there Looking over your shoulder. An' the deeper the love The stronger the emotion, An' the stronger the love The deeper the devotion. I don't mind, what you're doing to me, I don't mind, 'cause you're all I can see I don't mind, baby, you mean the world to me. When the sun goes down An' those nights are growing colder, I w

White Lion-tell Me Lyrics
we held each other tight and ran away into the night oh baby you were so afraid we knew we couldn't stay our parents didn't understand the love we had together we were teenagers far away from home we were cold and all alone tell me baby all through the night that you'll never let me go tell me baby cause I want the world to know together we were one we found the place where dreams are made and hearts never broken we said we'd never leave you know we couldn't turn around and face that we had left behind we were young in love out on the run we were cold and all alone tell me baby all through the night that you'll never let me go tell me baby cause I want the world to know tell me baby I'm the only one and you ever need tell me baby that you'll never let me go

White Chocolate
let's see I could dip some strawberries in white and milk chocolate and feed them to you one by one each followed with a kiss and a sip of champagne. No too romantic how about this: How about we take all your clothes off and you just lie back on the bed, I'll have some chocolate in a a warmer beside the bed. Maybe I would dip a strawberry in it and let you have a bite but then look you have a little chocolate right there on your lip .Let me get that for you.oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to bite you ,but it taste so good ! Then maybe I'd let a little chocolate drizzle on your your ear lobe then your neck now I have to get that off I'll just suck it right off your ear lobe and lick down your neck until its gone. Oh but how about this Nice and warm drizzling on your chest, I'll just let it drop first on one nipple then the other and let it trail over your stomach to your belly button. Doesn't that feel nice and warm? another mess to clean up. I'll use my lips ,tongue and teeth, kissing,

The White Room
The White Room (4.8.02) My mind is lost, Lost among the people Lost among these rooms. I open my eyes to see one color but all I see is white. I close my eyes to escape but it fails, it is still white Day after day, Week after week, I see white. My dreams are white; the food I eat is white, No other color but white. I live my life among nothing, my days are spent sitting, Sitting in this white room.

White Shirts
Today was white shirt day. Not just any ordinary white shirt day but The White Shirt, the one which is related to Pig Pen in the comic strips; the one that is the first shirt my daughter ever bought for me, the one that has been lovingly de-stained every single week for year after year after year...... and yet again today, its true nature called to it. Never mind how thread bare it is, and I can now a days only wear it around the house, its sentimental value jumps and leaps with every washing. I was presented with this shirt when my daughter got her first job in college. I figure she must have saved for nearly 6 months on what she was making to be able to buy this branded polo shirt with her college name on it. At the time, I was flattered, never knowing how with each wearing of it, the preciousness of it would increase. I wore it proudly as a dad should the day she presented it to me and took me to meet her boyfriend. We both ordered spaghetti and both dropped spaghetti sauce o

The White Car In My Profile
Very First Blog on here, so bare with me. Some may wonder what the car is in my profile or what's been done to it for those that know what it is .. It's a 1999 SVT Mustang Cobra #3753 The front 2 pistons broke at the oil control ring due to too many 7000+ RPMs and not enough oil able to sustain lubrication. Instead of paying over $5,000 for a replacement, I picked up a used Triton 5.4L from a wrecked 2004 F150. I got some 2000 Lincoln Navigator Heads (DOHC) and some 4.6 to 5.4 adapters to install the stock intake and everything on the engine just to get it running. Just purchased some forged pistons and h-beam rods for the engine and I'm going to pull it and have it bored to fit the pistons. as is, the stock 5.4L with all stock Cobra engine parts (well except the Navi heads - but the only diff is that the intake ports are much larger than the Cobra ones, and it has cooling ports on the exhaust side for added heat reduction on the aluminum heads), the engine untuned

White Sheep Society
Verse1: I hate what you've become And what you've made of me What you once denied and banned You follow, conformity (awkward pause) Chorus: So ban what you follow The Pill has been swallowed You now are healed From what has been sealed I've taken your mediocrity So kill the White Sheep Society. Verse2: You've admitted your wrong And instead of the grey You are hues and shades Glad you're back, its been too long (Chorus) (solo) Bridge: For far too long We've lived under the rule You are now a mustang Instead of a mule So say 'FUCK YOU' to Whoever gets in your face For you are now a new breed Of the human race (chorus) Verse3: SO TELL ME, WHO THE FUCK YOU WANNA BE?

Whitemail
Beneath the stones Lie ashes of silver and gold Remains of solice Grateful for weakness Unable to grasp the concept of... WHAT IT IS YOU WANT FROM ME!!!! Targeted in brush Segregated with shame Refusing to feel Or join in the game Whilst the world around us is being torn to shreds You have chosen out of all existence ME as your letter A Scarlet the color That it burns deep A bother to all That my eyes stay open While mind is asleep ...that when I am manic I just might not smile... ...that when I feel livid laughter ensues... ...that when I feel faint I'm strongest of all... ...that when I see straight my world dissappears... Fits of no consequence Like lines in a play Mostly go unheard Dinner is served Cold dish overdone To satisfy the hunger Of particularly one A chemical masterpiece To deserve this hell I must be God's stepson Coping with disease Socrates, remedy Plato is a cure In difference will Kill any uncertainty

White Bear
Oh....... great white bear you are the strength and the light in my soul Your actions are loud you roar is uncontrolled your heart is strong... a sight to behold When you come I will not hide I will face you... so that I can see thru your eyes... Consume me.... swallow me up swallow me whole... make me part of your soul... When I walk alone .... it will be with strength when I speak it will be from the heart of the bear as I see thru your eyes... I will have no fear You are my strength.... you are mighty... you are the white bear...

Whitney Houston - Gospel Medley With Cece Winans & Shirley Caesar (live From The 38th Grammy Award
Whitney Houston - Gospel Medley With Cece Winans & Shirley Caesar (Live From The 38Th Grammy Award Whitney Houston - Gospel MedleyUploaded by Discodandan

The White Buffalo
The White Buffalo "The White Buffalo Woman" The Sioux are a warrior tribe, and one of their proverbs says, "Woman shall not walk before man. " Yet White Buffalo Woman is the dominant figure of their most important legend. The medicine man Crow Dog explains, "This holy woman brought the sacred buffalo calf pipe to the Sioux. There could be no Indians without it. Before she came, people didn't know how to live. They knew nothing. The Buffalo Woman put her sacred mind into their minds. " At the ritual of the sun dance one woman, usually a mature and universally respected member of the tribe, is given the honor of representing Buffalo Woman. Though she first appeared to the Sioux in human form, White Buffalo Woman was also a buffalothe Indians' brother, who gave its flesh so that the people might live. Albino buffalo were sacred to all Plains tribes; a white buffalo hide was a sacred talisman, a possession beyond price. One summer so long ago that nobody knows how long, the

White Stripes...icky Bomp
Let me preface this by saying I LOVE the White Stripes. I have everything Jack White touchs, and love it. (check out the Loretta Lynn album he produced, something Rose, phenenemal) So I was really looking forward to this CD, and for once, it delivered. Preliminary reviews, and Jack White, said that they were heading in a slightly different direction, which always scares me, but I like it. The songs arent as quick as in the past, for the most part, but despite that I enjoyed it. They don't plod, thats for sure. My favorite part of the Stripes is Meg White's drumming. Its basic, and crisp, and I think that I could fill in for her with a little practice. On this cd, she's incredible. Not to mention, wiht minimal instruments usedshe's in the mix very much, and gets a huge drum sound. Jack White's guitar playing is great, and they are really tight. On this album, he's playing an organ too. I love organs, not synthesizers, so this is right up my alley. Overall, good songs, good

White Tea Remix
Yo, I'm just sittin here thinking about u girl.. in my white tea gettin ready to party like a rock star! Take a look and listen to my white rasberry tea remix.. ok.. this is a joke.. not real geeeeez lol

A White Rose...
A White Rose The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips. - J B O'Reilly (1844-1890) -

White Hell
In the deafening quiet Of solitary cell Watch I the room spin Lying on the floor, The wall, the ceiling. All are one The box is many Screams cut through The silence for now broken Watch I the door move Opens now it from the wall The ceiling, the floor. The box is one All are many Escape, hopeless, Futile Oh poor solitary cell mine Watch I the room spin Starch white angels leave Laying on the ceiling, The floor, the wall. All are one The box is many Oh me no! The box is one And all are many!

Whitest Toenails In A Short Time
OK this is the weirdest thing you will ever hear coming from a male. Ladies you know that in the summer you want to have the whitest toe nails you can get. Yes you do want them to look good. Well here is the answer that can fix that problem in just 2 hours. I t may seem a little gross but really try this. Get a pan that you can get both feet in. In the bottom of the pan put about 1 inch of cornmeal. Cover the cornmeal with water and stir it up to soak up all the water. You may have to add more water as you go. Put some warm water in the pan so you don’t end up with really cold feet. Soak both feet in the pan covering them with cornmeal for 2 hours. Yea it feels kind of funny but it works real well. The oil from the corn will actually soften your feet also. Don’t take my word for it give it a try.

White People
by Bill Cosby They're standing on the corner and they can't speak English. I can't even talk the way these people talk: Why you ain't, Where you is, What he drive, Where he stay, Where he work, Who you be... And I blamed the kid until I heard the mother talk. And then I heard the father talk Everybody knows it's important to speak English... except these knuckleheads. Mushmouth is what they speak!? You can't be a doctor with that kind of crap coming out of your mouth. In fact you will never get any kind of job making a decent living. People marched and were hit in the face with rocks to get an education, and now we've got these knuckleheads throwing that all away.? The lower economic people are not holding up their end in this deal. These people are not parenting. They are buying things for kids. $500 sneakers for what? And they won't spend $200 for Hooked on Phonics. I am talking about these people who cry when their son is standing there in an orange suit. Whe

White Trash Beautiful
White Trash Beautiful, Trailor Park Queen She slings hash at the diner from 11 to 5 She married a boy from school, thought he was oh so cool But all he can do for money is drive Out late haulin' freight on Interstate 5, prayin' he'll see home before his baby arrive. White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know My heart belongs to you I know you coulda found a better guy I'll love you till the day I die I swear to God it's true I'm comin' home to you I'm comin' home to you girl. He lights a cigarette, his eyes half open He won't be home tonight, but she keeps hopin' Drinkin himself to sleep is his only way of copein' She waits for him every night, she leaves the front door open It's 4 AM and doin 95, Tryin to stay awake and make it home alive. White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know My heart belongs to you I know you coulda found a better guy I'll love you till the day I die I swear to God it's true I'm comin' home to you I'm c

White Buffalo Dreams And Soiyo Kola
White Buffalo Dreams Body: In the swirling whiteness, A dream was sent to me, I heard the sound of breathing, Of an animal I could not see. Then the mist before my eyes, Slowly drifted away, And I found myself standing, In the brightness of the day. Alone at first upon the plains, I began to look around, My heart was beating faster, When I realised what I had found. For standing just behind me, Now looking me straight in the eyes, Was the biggest whitest buffalo, Who was not afraid to die. Slowly he moved towards me, Then I thought I heard him say, â€œYou and I are brothers.â€ And then he moved away. I gave thanks for this dream, That was sent to me, Because it showed me who I am, And what Iâ€™m meant to be.

The White Dove.....
well this morning after 3 hours of sleep....a white dove landed on my patio and made itself at home.....maybe its a sign....after last night....maybe its a sign coming down from above....literally....so we will see if this dove brings me good luck in a certain area in my life.....

Whitch Sholder Do You Through Salt Over
(Q) ok, when you spill salt which shoulder are you meant to throw a pinch of it over? (A) Superstitions about salt date back to biblical times when salt was a highly prized commodity. It was expensive, crucial in preserving food, and was often used in lieu of currency. So spilling salt was considered an almost sacrilegious offence, and left one perilously exposed to the devil's machinations. Throwing salt over your shoulder is akin to blessing someone after they've sneezed -- it's a way of keeping the devil at bay while you're in an especially vulnerable moment. Depending on your interpretation, the salt is either intended to blind the devil so he can't witness your error, or keep him from sneaking up on you while you're cleaning up your mess. It's important to note that the superstition calls for the offender to throw salt over the left shoulder. Many ancient traditions place the devil to the left of the straight and narrow path. The classic image of a devil on one s

White Chocolate
white chocolate let's see I could dip some strawberries in white and milk chocolate and feed them to you one by one each followed with a kiss and a sip of champagne. No too romantic how about this: How about we take all your clothes off and you just lie back on the bed, I'll have some chocolate in a a warmer beside the bed. Maybe I would dip a strawberry in it and let you have a bite but then look you have a little chocolate right there on your lip .Let me get that for you.oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to bite you ,but it taste so good ! Then maybe I'd let a little chocolate drizzle on your your ear lobe then your neck now I have to get that off I'll just suck it right off your ear lobe and lick down your neck until its gone. Oh but how about this Nice and warm drizzling on your chest, I'll just let it drop first on one nipple then the other and let it trail over your stomach to your belly button. Doesn't that feel nice and warm? another mess to clean up. I'll use my lips ,tongue a

A White Rose
A White Rose The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

White Bean Soup (sopa De Habichuelas Blancas)
INGREDIENTS: 1 tablespoon annatto oil 4 ounces fresh bacon, diced 4 ounces Genoa salami, diced 1/4 cup basic Recaito 1/2 cup manzanilla olives, chopped 1 cup tomato sauce 1/2 pound white navy beans, cooked 8 cups water 1/4 cup short-grain rice 2 ounces angel hair pasta or fidellini 1/2 tablespoon salt 1 teaspoon black pepper 1 Heat the oil in a heavy skillet and saute the bacon and salami. Add the recaito, olives, and tomato sauce. Cook over medium heat for 3 minutes. 2 In a soup kettle, combine the beans and water. Add the bacon mixture, rice, noodles, and salt and pepper. Bring the soup to a boil, then reduce the heat and simmer for 20 minutes, or until the rice is cooked.

White Lie Cake
White Lie Cake Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this, especially all of the ladies who bake for church events. Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church Ladies' Group in Tuscaloosa , but forgot to do it until the last minute. She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets, found an angel food cake mix and quickly made it while drying her hair, dressing, and helping her son pack up for Scout camp. When Alice took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly disfigured. she said, 'Oh dear, there is not time to bake another cake.' This cake was important to Alice because she did so want to fit in at her new church, and in her new community of friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake. Alice found it in the bathroom-a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered it with i

White Chocolate Skin
I imagine the taste of your white chocolate skin, and the scent of your freshly washed hair, my face nuzzled to your neck and, yes, I am flushed with love desire need - oh, come to me unkempt, from your hot bath and let me clothe you in my own skin. Let me lay down with you and whisper my hands down your neck, across your newly-clean breasts and brush lightly the fine hairs leading to your moist heaven. Allow me moments kissing you above beneath between - then pull me by the hair to your warm lips, long and tender , turn me, sit across me, look down into my eyes. Guide me into you and up against the place inside where you keep the tingles and your shivering ecstasy. Leave me there forever. © All rights reserved

White Board
CAN WE HAVE A WHITEBOARD LIKE THEY USE ON BEBO AND PEOPLE CAN HAVE THE CHOICE TOO RIGH A COMMENT OR RIGHT A MESSAGE OR DRAW AND AT THE BOTTOM HAVE A COUNTER SO WE CAN SEE HOW MANY MESSAGES/COMMENTS OR PICS WE HAVE (PLEASE REPOST SOMEONE)

White Chocolate Chunk-macadamia Nut Cookies
White Chocolate Chunk-Macadamia Nut Cookies 2 cups all-purpose flour 3/4 teaspoon baking soda 1/2 teaspoon baking powder 1/2 teaspoon salt 1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, softened 1 cup light brown sugar 1 egg 2 teaspoons vanilla extract 8 ounces (1 1/2 cups) white chocolate baking squares), cut into small chunks, or white baking chips 3/4 cup roughly chopped, unsalted, toasted macadamia nuts Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. Line a cookie sheet with parchment paper. Combine the flour, baking soda, baking powder, and salt in a mixing bowl. Using a mixer, beat the butter in a large mixing bowl until fluffy, about 2 minutes. Add the brown sugar and mix together until smooth. Add the egg and vanilla. Stop to scrape down the sides of the bowl with a rubber spatula. Blend in the flour mixture in 3 stages and stir in the white chocolate and the nuts. Scoop out walnut-sized mounds of the cookie dough and place on the cookie sheet, leaving 2-inches between the mou

White Stain (1994)
my mind whispers silently my hands shake in haste my soul ceases to be with every day that I face the hawk cries at night my head spins in pain each day I struggle and fight trying to reduce the white stain the emptiness inside grows deeper each day while the white man lies and laughs in dismay

White Stripes Cancels Touring Due To Meg's Panic Attacks
The White Stripes have called off their entire UK tour, just days after they pretty much canceled their US tour. The band announced on Tuesday that drummer Meg White was "suffering from acute anxiety and is unable to travel at this time. We hate to let people down and are very sorry.'" Sorry to hear about Meg's panic disorder. It must be tough touring with her ex-brother or ex-husband Jack White, or whatever he is, along with his wife and twp young kids.

White Knight Levelers
Please all of you that are White Knight Levelers my go and subscibe to our lounge (Castle of the White Knights) so we can figure out how many memebers we have and who you all are. Thank you http://fubar.com/lounge.php?l=10425 that is the link or go into my profile and click the link there. Thank you all for helping out and being part of this group

White Buffalo Calf Woman
WHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN Brings The First Pipe As told by: Joseph Chasing Horse We Lakota people have a prophecy about the white buffalo calf. How that prophecy originated was that we have a sacred bundle, a sacred peace pipe, that was brought to us about 2,000 years ago by what we know as the White Buffalo Calf Woman. The story goes that she appeared to two warriors at that time. These two warriors were out hunting buffalo, hunting for food in the sacred Black Hills of South Dakota, and they saw a big body coming toward them. And they saw that it was a white buffalo calf. As it came closer to them, it turned into a beautiful young Indian girl. That time one of the warriors thought bad in his mind, and so the young girl told him to step forward. And when he did step forward, a black cloud came over his body, and when the black cloud disappeared, the warrior who had bad thoughts was left with no flesh or blood on his bones. The other warrior kneeled and

A White Rose( For Smeone Special)
A White Rose The red rose whispers of passion, And the white rose breathes of love; O, the red rose is a falcon, And the white rose is a dove. But I send you a cream-white rosebud With a flush on its petal tips; For the love that is purest and sweetest Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

White Wedding Dress
Son asked his mother the following question: "Mum, why are wedding dresses white?" The mother looks at her son and replies, "Son, this shows your friends and relatives that your bride is pure." The son thanks his Mum and goes off to double-check this with his father. "Dad why are wedding dresses white?" The father looks at his son in surprise and says, "Son, all household appliances come in white."

White Knight, Small City
"Ah, you represent Earth's best, then." "No, sir, I'm not; I'll make plenty of mistakes." "But you'll learn more about us that way; and I'll get a better officer in return." - Balok, Bailey, and Kirk from the Star Trek: The Original Series episode "The Corbomite Maneuver" So after leaving work Saturday, I dropped off the nightly deposit and then went to my nephew Mathew's house where the family was for his tenth birthday party. The adults were sitting around talking because the party had started at six o'clock and they'd already eaten. After Sarah rushed to the door and gave me a big hug (gotta love those big hugs!), I sat with them for a minute and wondered aloud where the birthday boy -- actually, his birthday was September 17 and they were having the party Saturday -- was. When told he was downstairs with his younger brother Brandon, I made a beeline for the basement. Looking back, I probably ignored the canons of polite society because I like hanging out with the kids more

Whit The Love Between 2 Are Shared
Exactly when did love come to your hearts, Vesting something one in something twain, Exchanging simple wholes for complex parts, Less purely self, more vulnerable to pain? Yet passion often migrates into need, Not needing much to crave unfeigned affection; And so each craving does the other feed, Need serving need as bond against rejection. Doubt not such sweet sense can be sustained, Not by passion, but by will and grace. In long-lived love there's too much to be gained, Convectively, to easy unembrace. Oceans well up richly well within, Letting go the air that we begin Avidly to breathe, with passion burning, So fraught with love no years can hold our yearning.

White Beans With Escarole And Tomatoes
White Beans with Escarole and Tomatoes This ready-in-no-time dish is often a huge surprise to those who think they don't like sauteed greens. If you can't find escarole, substitute another fresh, slightly bitter vegetable, like kale or collard greens. Credit: Kathy Gunst with the editors of Parenting magazine Servings: 2 Ingredients: * 2 tablespoons olive oil * 3 small cloves (or 1 large) garlic, minced * 1 bunch escarole * 1 (15-ounce) can white beans * 2 cups chopped tomatoes Directions: Heat the olive oil in a saute pan over high heat; once hot, add the garlic and escarole and stir. Once the escarole has wilted, add the beans and tomatoes. Continue stirring while reducing the heat to medium-low, and simmer for approximately 8 minutes, or until the tomatoes have formed a sauce. Serve over rice or pasta. Print this recipe. A saute pan has a wide, flat bottom and straighter sides than a regular skillet. Shop for a saute pan.

White
White white white white The color of no color white The color of all light white If there is no darkness white The color of of my shirt white Bleach on a stain white Heaven and it's door white Your grandfather's beard white Cuddle in my sheets white The entrance of a dream white Cotten balls so soft white Head on a pillow white White white white white

White Fu**ers Like Me
matt@ fubar So this guy shouts me....heres the convo...Yea i was rude but i don't need this bullshit anymore. So ya his link is up there if you wanna check him out. I just think hes a idiot. April ♥

White Boy
Someone else besides me finally said it. How many are actually paying attention to this? There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, Native Americans, etc. And then there are just Americans. You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You call me "Whiteboy," "Cracker," "Honkey," "Whitey," "Caveman" and that's OK. But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink you call me a racist. You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live? You have the United Negro College Fund. You have Martin Luther King Day. You have Black History Month. You have Cesar Chavez Day. You have Yom Hashoah You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi You have the NAACP. You have BET. You have Miss Black Suwannee County. If we had WET(White Entertainment Television) we'd be Racists. If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racist

White Boy
White Boy Someone else besides me finally said it. How many are actually paying attention to this? There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, Native Americans, etc. And then there are just Americans. You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You call me "Whiteboy," "Cracker," "Honkey," "Whitey," "Caveman" and that's OK. But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink you call me a racist. You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live? You have the United Negro College Fund. You have Martin Luther King Day. You have Black History Month. You have Cesar Chavez Day. You have Yom Hashoah You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi You have the NAACP. You have BET. You have Miss Black Suwannee County. If we had WET(White Entertainment Television) we'd be Racists. If we had a White Pride Day you woul