tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66655307619458047142012-02-16T14:56:20.030+08:00Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.comBlogger401100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-89584229598076799022009-02-15T19:24:00.003+08:002009-02-15T19:30:28.019+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SZf7rDx6TcI/AAAAAAAABEU/yMAXb6H4e_0/s1600-h/My+L-o-V-e.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302983803419643330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SZf7rDx6TcI/AAAAAAAABEU/yMAXb6H4e_0/s400/My+L-o-V-e.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I love the way you <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Look</span></strong> at me<br />Your eyes tell me a <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Beautiful Story</span></strong><br />You are <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">The Only One</span></strong> for me<br /><br />I love the way you <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Smile</span></strong> at me<br />It makes me feel so <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Carefree</span></strong><br />No more anxiety ... <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">No Worry</span></strong><br /><br />I love the way you <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Talk</span></strong> to me<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Soft, Sweet</span></strong> and ever so <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Friendly</span></strong><br />Your words are simply <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Lovely</span></strong><br /><br />I love the way you <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Care</span></strong> for me<br />With <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Tender Love</span></strong> that pleases me<br />Your <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Gracefulness</span></strong> is <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Extraordinary</span></strong><br /><br />I love the way you <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Touch</span></strong> me<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Warm</span></strong> and <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Gentle</span></strong> … it’s so comfy<br />Your <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Affection</span></strong> deeply <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Moved</span></strong> me<br /><br />I love the way you <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Love</span></strong> me<br />Full of <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Passion, Desire</span></strong> and <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Ecstasy</span></strong><br />Your love truly <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Electrify</span></strong> me<br /><br />I love the way you <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Hold</span></strong> my hand<br />Your <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Soft Hands</span></strong> gently clasp mine<br />The <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Two of Us</span></strong> becomes <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">One</span></strong><br /><br />I love the way we <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Walk</span></strong> together<br />Hand in hand, <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Close</span></strong> to one another<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">So In Love</span></strong>, for <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Now And Forever</span></strong><br /><br />I love the way we <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Say Goodnight</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Soft Kisses</span></strong> on the lips and a <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Gentle Bite</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">So Amazing</span></strong>, so <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Good</span></strong> … so <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Right</span></strong><br /><br />I love the way we <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Sleep</span></strong> at night<br /><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Embrace</span></strong> in each other’s arms so tight<br /></span><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Warm</strong></span> and <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Cozy Snug</span></strong> till the morning light<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">I Love Everything</span></strong> that you <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Do</span></strong> to me<br />Simple little things make me <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Happy</span></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">With You</span></strong> is where <span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>My Heart</strong></span><span style="color:#000000;">’ll</span><span style="color:#000000;"> </span>always be</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-8958422959807679902?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-73969404195176496332008-11-03T15:21:00.008+08:002008-11-28T09:54:17.575+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SQ6mpgOtlFI/AAAAAAAABDw/3TUVcusOIEU/s1600-h/True_Love.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264328246399177810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SQ6mpgOtlFI/AAAAAAAABDw/3TUVcusOIEU/s400/True_Love.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I’ll Be Your <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Best Friend</span></strong><br />The one who holds your hand<br />I’ll be true and never pretend<br /><br />I’ll Be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Your Companion</span></strong><br />The one who truly concern<br />I’m always there whenever you turn<br /><br />I’ll Be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Your Ears</span></strong><br />The one who washes away your tears<br />I’ll fill your heart with joy and happiness<br /><br />I’ll Be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Your Eyes</span></strong><br />The one who helps you get by<br />I’ll be someone you can always rely<br /><br />I’ll Be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Your Shoulder</span></strong><br />The one who holds you so dear<br />In my arms you feel no fear<br /><br />I’ll Be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Your Bodyguard</span></strong><br />The one who looks after your heart<br />I'll make sure no one tear it apart<br /><br />I’ll Be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Your Lover</span></strong><br />The one who satisfies your hunger<br />We’ll be happy together forever<br /><br />I’ll Be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Your Man</span></strong><br />The one who loves you till the end<br />Beside you is where I stand<br /><br />I’ll Be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Your Soulmate</span></strong><br />The one who’s willing to wait<br />There’s never a moment too late<br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><span style="color:#000000;">I'll Be</span> <strong>Your Valentine</strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">I’ll Be Yours … You’ll Be Mine</span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">We'll last till the end of time.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7396940419517649633?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-68726684395021941232008-09-29T08:41:00.007+08:002008-09-29T12:11:24.763+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SOAkS2IRUFI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ycvA-dpIcbo/s1600-h/SuperWoman.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251237071700447314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SOAkS2IRUFI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ycvA-dpIcbo/s400/SuperWoman.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She’s a <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Great Friend</span></strong><br />Who always lends a hand<br />Helping others to understand<br /><br />She’s a <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Gifted Colleague</span></strong><br />Who reaches to those in needs<br />There’s more to life indeed<br /><br />She’s a <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Wonderful Companion</span></strong><br />With pleasant conversation<br />Her words are an inspiration<br /><br />She’s a <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Caring Mother</span></strong><br />With compassion for each other<br />Her love touches one another<br /><br />She’s an <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Elegant Lady<br /></span></strong>With a charming personality<br />Her words are so lovely<br /><br />She’s a <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Super Woman</span></strong><br />Who makes everyone sees</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Beyond one could possibly be</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;">This song is dedicated to a wonderful someone who is a “SuperWoman” in her own way … </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;">“ Happy Birthday Lara Dean …”<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Alicia Keys - Superwoman</span></strong><br />Everywhere I'm turning<br />Nothing seems complete<br />I stand up and I'm searching<br />For the better part of me<br />I hang my head from sorrow<br />Slave to humanity<br />I wear it on my shoulders<br />Gotta find the strength in me<br /><br />Cause <strong><span style="color:#993399;">I am a Superwoman</span></strong><br />Yes I am … <strong><span style="color:#993399;">Yes She Is<br /></span></strong>Even when I'm a mess<br />I still put on a vest<br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">With an S on my chest<br /></span></strong>Oh yes … I'm a Superwoman<br /><br />For all the mothers fighting<br />For better days to come<br />And all my women<br />All my women sitting here trying<br />To come home before the sun<br />And all my sisters<br />Coming together<br />Say yes I will … Yes I can<br />Cause I am a Superwoman<br />Yes I am … Yes she is<br />Even when I'm a mess<br />I still put on a vest<br />With an S on my chest<br />Oh yes … I'm a Superwoman<br /><br />When I'm breaking down<br />And I can't be found<br />And I start to get weak<br />Cause no one knows<br />Me underneath these clothes<br />But I can fly … We can fly<br /><br />Cause I am a Superwoman<br />Yes I am … Yes she is<br />Even when I'm a mess<br />I still put on a vest<br />With an S on my chest<br />Oh yes … I'm a Superwoman<br /><br />< <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/OdBthnIm/alicia_keys_superwoman/">Alicia Keys - Superwoman</a></span></strong> ></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><a name="OLE_LINK2"></a><a name="OLE_LINK1"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/slAlfFIo_YQ&amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-6872668439502194123?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-61369470676834822622008-09-14T08:37:00.002+08:002008-09-14T08:42:15.531+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SMxdDUzc7-I/AAAAAAAAAuA/HGHlQD7BRbk/s1600-h/Time+will+See.JPG"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245669977685290978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SMxdDUzc7-I/AAAAAAAAAuA/HGHlQD7BRbk/s400/Time+will+See.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I hear the ticking of time passing by<br />Three painful months have gone by<br />No final words or last goodbye<br />Only memories to get me by<br /><br />I feel sorrow and endless pain<br />Hurtful words linger in my head<br />There’s nothing left to be said<br />What I once felt is now dead<br /><br />I see emptiness inside me<br />By myself as I chose to be<br />No more us … no more we<br />All I see is just plain me<br /><br />I sense everything is now gone<br />It’s time for me to finally move on<br />No looking back or feeling regret<br />Certain things are meant to forget</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong><em>“Time will Heal the Pain and I shall See Beautiful Days again.”</em></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/-v83D0h6/sarah_brightman_andrea_bocelli_time_to_say_goodbye/">Time to Say Goodbye</a></span></strong> ...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></p></span><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jmS41_JdVLg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jmS41_JdVLg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-6136947067683482262?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-72128001996744849022008-07-15T16:06:00.006+08:002008-08-18T12:26:05.742+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SHxavoJW4lI/AAAAAAAAAso/kX0YT3Grb8s/s1600-h/Ayat2+Cinta_X.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223149442119950930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SHxavoJW4lI/AAAAAAAAAso/kX0YT3Grb8s/s400/Ayat2+Cinta_X.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Apakah kau <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Ayat-Ayat Cinta</span></strong> ...<br />Mainan hati atau ungkapan sahaja<br />Pernah sekali ku bermimpi tentangnya<br />Bayangannya teramat <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">luar biasa</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Cantiknya</span></strong> kau Ayat-Ayat Cinta ...<br />Sesaat sahaja membutakan bicara<br />Tiada kata setanding <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">rupanya</span></strong><br />Tiada rupa seindah <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">tutur katanya</span></strong><br /><br />Siapakah kau Ayat-Ayat Cinta ...<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Cahaya</span></strong> matamu menyinari dada<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Bisikan</span></strong> suaramu memikat jiwa<br />Kau umpama <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">bidadari syurga</span></strong><br /><br />Wujudkah kau Ayat-Ayat Cinta ...<br />Hingga kini tiada susulan <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">ceritanya</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">1001</span></strong> persoalan bermain di kepala<br />Bertanyakan <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">misteri</span></strong> kata-katanya<br /><br />Dimanakah kau Ayat-Ayat Cinta ...<br />Di Selatan atau di Utara?<br />Akan ku <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">jejaki</span></strong> seluruh dunia<br />Mencari kata-kata <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">hatinya</span></strong></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />Bersedialah kau Ayat-Ayat Cinta ...<br />Pencarianku telah pun bermula<br />Bakal tiba <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">waktu</span></strong> kita bersama<br />Hanya <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">takdir</span></strong> yang menentukannya</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />< <a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/QFudZ6j6/rossa_ayat_ayat_cinta/"><strong>Rossa - Ayat Ayat Cinta</strong></a> ></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7212800199674484902?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-36990163858981651712008-06-12T18:24:00.008+08:002008-08-18T12:32:13.776+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SFD95jNugpI/AAAAAAAAAsI/5JN63Ekk9Jw/s1600-h/Woman.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210943934014849682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SFD95jNugpI/AAAAAAAAAsI/5JN63Ekk9Jw/s400/Woman.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/SFD8bp23P2I/AAAAAAAAAsA/KhamYFTS1TI/s1600-h/Woman.JPG"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Tahun 1996 </span><a name="OLE_LINK2"></a><a name="OLE_LINK1"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">menemukan kita pertama kali</span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/YYZzd8SD/samsons_naluri_lelaki/"><span style="color:#993399;">Naluri Lelaki</span></a></strong> membuatkan ku ingin dekati<br />Ungkapan <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/szp_BP1s/too_phat_bersama_siti_nurhaliza_dua_dunia/"><span style="color:#993399;">Dua Dunia</span></a></strong> tiada wujud di hati<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Lirikan matamu yang <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/N3kiNCjO/mulan_jameela_makhluk_tuhan_yang_paling_sexy/"><span style="color:#993399;">Paling Seksi</span></a></strong><br />Gerak langkahmu seakan Elite <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/ZCwApXAA/elite_gig/"><span style="color:#993399;">G.I.G</span></a></strong><span style="color:#993399;">.</span><br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/eDZ28BY5/kru_ooh_la_la/"><span style="color:#993399;">Ooh La La!</span></a></strong> ... kaulah idola lelaki<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Wajahmu berseri <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/rAAxjXSm/farra_bagaikan_puteri/"><span style="color:#993399;">Bagaikan Puteri</span></a></strong><br />Kaulah <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/9RJZUZzI/ratu_teman_tapi_mesra/"><span style="color:#993399;">Teman Tapi Mesra</span></a></strong> lagi<br /></span><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/vXD88YPT/sheila_majid_inikah_cinta/" name="OLE_LINK5"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"><strong>Inikah Cinta</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> namanya di hati?<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Tempatmu selalu ku kunjungi<br />Berulang kali setiap hari<br />Tiada rasa jemu di hati<br /><br /></span><a name="OLE_LINK4"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Apa Kata Hati ...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Semakin lama kau ku kenali<br />Semakin dekat rasa di hati<br />Adakah kau yang ku cari?<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Tahun 1999 memisahkan kita pertama kali<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/qdS7IhPi/saiful_feat_misha_omar_tak_ku_duga/"><span style="color:#993399;">Tak Ku Duga</span></a></strong> kau ingin menyendiri<br />Adakah salah ku sendiri?<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Tahun 2000 kau <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/OVH26k0g/misha_omar_bersama_izzad_izzudin_pulangkan/"><span style="color:#993399;">Pulang</span></a></strong><span style="color:#993399;"> <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/6fLaipbV/amy_mastura_kembalilah/"><span style="color:#993399;">Kembali</span></a></strong></span><br />Mengubati <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/u9vy49Gc/letto_ruang_rindu/"><span style="color:#993399;">Ruang Rindu</span></a></strong> di hati<br />Tiada terkata riangnya hidup ini<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Tahun 2001 kau pergi buat kedua kali<br />Asyik tertanya-tanya diriku ini<br />Apakah aku yang bersalah lagi?<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Pinta doaku buat saban hari<br />Tolong <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/hXl3LxeW/deddy_dores_mayang_sari_jangan_pisahkan/"><span style="color:#993399;">Jangan Pisahkan</span></a></strong> kami<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/hPngaMo0/ruth_sahanaya_kaulah_segalanya/"><span style="color:#993399;">Kaulah Segalanya</span></a></strong> di hati<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Setelah 7 tahun kau menyepi<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/PAZIAdPC/gigi_11_januari/"><span style="color:#993399;">11 Januari</span></a></strong> 2008 baru kau kembali<br />Kaulah hadiah terbaik di hari jadi<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Setelah wajahmu dapat ku tatapi<br />Suaramu membuaiku berulang kali<br />Kaulah yang paling memahami<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Bertahun lamanya baru ku mengerti<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/nxVfomVs/dewa_19_takkan_ada_cinta_yang_lain/"><span style="color:#993399;">Takkan</span></a></strong> <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/_Px0sQkl/irwansyah_acha_septriasa_ada_cinta_love_is_cinta_ost/"><span style="color:#993399;">Ada</span></a></strong> <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/OmXaPgBU/acha_septriasa_ft_irwansyah_cinta_love_is_cinta_ost/"><span style="color:#993399;">Cinta</span></a></strong> di dalam hati<br />Hanya sayang terpendam selama ini<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Baru 4 bulan kita mula meniti<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/yK-KPR45/faizal_tahir_kasih_tercipta/"><span style="color:#993399;">Kasih Tercipta</span></a></strong> ini terputus kembali<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/vcXvnqpv/kru_elite_tamparan_wanita/"><span style="color:#993399;">Tamparan</span></a></strong> katamu mengguris hati<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/q2Yy3OZq/dewa_19_dewi/"><span style="color:#993399;">Dewi</span></a></strong> bukannya ... <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/KbzZ169A/once_dewa_dealova_dealova_ost/"><span style="color:#993399;">Dealova</span></a></strong> ... yang ku mimpi<br />Percayalah ... bukan <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/JOJGoD2G/fauziah_latiff_dia/"><span style="color:#993399;">Dia</span></a></strong> yang ku nanti<br />Hanya <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/c4_tX9JT/man_bai_kau_ilhamku/"><span style="color:#993399;">Kau</span></a></strong> yang terpahat di hati<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Sekian lama ku selami<br />Akhirnya baru ku sedari<br />Semua ini salah diriku sendiri<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/x__A7JgE/ungu_andai_ku_tahu/"><span style="color:#993399;">Andai Ku Tahu</span></a></strong> kesudahannya begini<br />Takkan ku curah segala emosi<br />Ku rela pendam semuanya di hati<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Hancur sudah hatimu dilukai<br />Ternyata aku bukan baik hati<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/5dawrrHE/sheila_majid_ku_mohon_unplugged/"><span style="color:#993399;">Ku Mohon</span></a></strong> ... <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/HrGV1--N/rossa_maafkan/"><span style="color:#993399;">Maafkan</span></a></strong> diriku ini<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Sebulan sudah tiada kau hubungi<br />Teringin sungguh ku ulangi<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/Ne8D09qG/samsons_kenangan_terindah/"><span style="color:#993399;">Kenangan Terindah</span></a></strong> di bulan <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/Fw1q05_v/glenn_fredly_januari/"><span style="color:#993399;">Januari</span></a></strong><br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Kemana saja langkahku pergi<br />Bayanganmu sentiasa di sisi<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/tSINZ5Zr/anuar_zain_perpisahan/"><span style="color:#993399;">Perpisahan</span></a></strong> ini amat pilu sekali<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Teringin sekali kau ku dakapi<br />Wajahmu ingin ku tatapi<br />Buat kali terakhir sekali<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Setiap detik ... setiap hari<br />Tiada rasa dapat menandingi<br />Kekesalan yang tersemat di hati<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/rIXR63AX/innuendo_belaian_jiwa/"><span style="color:#993399;">Belaian Jiwa</span></a></strong> menghantui diri<br />Perit rasanya hidup sebegini<br />Mampukah aku bertahan lagi?<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Ternyata <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/lGr4O6w4/rossa_aku_bukan_untukmu/"><span style="color:#993399;">Aku Bukan Untukmu</span></a></strong> lagi<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/S8wGIaKX/samsons_bukan_diriku/"><span style="color:#993399;">Bukan Diriku</span></a></strong> yang kau senangi<br />Biarpun hanya sebagai teman sejati<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/xQ5hCKIf/sheila_on_7_berhenti_berharap/"><span style="color:#993399;">Berhenti Berharap</span></a></strong> diri ini<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/DIl0BZzx/irwansyah_acha_septriasa_my_heart_heart_ost/"><span style="color:#993399;">My Heart</span></a></strong> akan ku bawa pergi<br />Bersama <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/1QD9bYMm/ungu_kekasih_gelapku/"><span style="color:#993399;">Kekasih Gelapku</span></a></strong> sendiri<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Kini ku hanya <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/6PC88Ddn/kris_dayanti_menghitung_hari/"><span style="color:#993399;">Menghitung Hari</span></a></strong><br />Mana tahu ��� <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/teZGiI8U/peter_pan_mungkin_nanti/"><span style="color:#993399;">Mungkin Nanti</span><br /></a></strong>Kesalahanku bakal kau maafi<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/RtZTkr0L/peter_pan_semua_tentang_kita/"><span style="color:#993399;">Semua Tentang Kita</span></a></strong> tiada bererti lagi<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/tKNMvrMG/rossa_atas_nama_cinta/"><span style="color:#993399;">Atas Nama Cinta</span></a></strong> ku melepaskan kau pergi<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/O9gbI3zS/ella_korie_pergilah_sayang/"><span style="color:#993399;">Pergilah Sayang</span></a></strong> ��� ku merelakan semua ini<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Setelah 12 tahun lamanya kita harungi<br />Terpaksa jua ku ucapi kata-kata ini<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/RQ6iUHQW/sudirman_salam_terakhir/"><span style="color:#993399;">Salam Terakhir</span></a></strong> buat kau yang disayangi<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br />Sebelum kakiku melangkah pergi<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/vkKY9UBY/kaer_izinkan_ku_pergi/"><span style="color:#993399;">Izinkan Ku</span></a></strong> pinta terakhir sekali<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/tkes_YBu/siti_nurhaliza_biarlah_rahsia/"><span style="color:#993399;">Biarlah Rahsia</span></a></strong> epilog <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/xVRPX4t2/melly_goeslow_feat_kris_dayanti_cinta_tentang_dia_ost/"><span style="color:#993399;">Cinta</span></a></strong> ini<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/-06QHOiA/x_factor_tak_sanggup/"><span style="color:#993399;">Tak Sanggup</span></a></strong> ku <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/VwpdV-aW/rossa_terlalu_cinta/"><span style="color:#993399;">Terlalu Cinta</span></a></strong> lagi<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/Tf06LUqJ/kris_dayanti_ajai_hati_ini_telah_dilukai/"><span style="color:#993399;">Hati Ini</span></a></strong> tiada terdaya lagi<br />... <a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/Zx_42KD5/phyne_ballerz_vida/"><span style="color:#993399;"><strong>Vida</strong></span></a> ... kini tiada bernyawa lagi<br /><br />Apa Kata Hati ...<br /><strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/9IBP2QLu/kris_dayanti_im_sorry_goodbye/"><span style="color:#993399;">I'm Sorry Goodbye</span></a></strong> adalah realiti<br />Takkan terjawab soalan di hati<br />... <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/MvZcAqQU/siti_nurhaliza_bisakah/"><span style="color:#993399;">Bisakah</span></a></strong> aku bertemu ... <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/mEzY84np/misha_omar_destiny/"><span style="color:#993399;">Destiny</span></a></strong> ?</span><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">< <a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/playlist/tMS_U-7-/apa_kata_hati_music_playlist/"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Apa Kata Hati Naz ...</span></strong> </a>></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">XOXO</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-3699016385898165171?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-78417676812745071892008-05-21T19:49:00.003+08:002008-06-12T18:46:14.182+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dear <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/-CGhcauS/maroon_5_woman/">Woman</a></strong>,<br /><br />I never thought last <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/zjqM9jak/maroon_5_sunday_mornings/">Sunday</a></strong> was a <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/cy5KJg-d/maroon_5_wake_up_call/">Wake Up Call</a></strong> for me. No matter how much I <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/-AwSfsaB/maroon_5_wont_go_home_without_you/">Won’t Go Home</a></strong> that night, the truth finally speaks itself … <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/XlhDkcXX/maroon_5_nothing_lasts_forever/">Nothing Lasts Forever</a></strong>.<br /><br />All these years, I keep coming <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/2adFisfB/maroon_5_back_at_your_door/">Back At Your Door</a></strong> and it <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/5l86TBTe/maroon_5_makes_me_wonder/">Makes Me Wonder</a></strong> if I really <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/GJ1cDnwP/maroon_5_if_i_fell_in_love_with_you/">Fell In Love With You</a></strong>. I finally realized that it was only an infatuation … I love you as a friend instead. Fear not, what we shared during our weekend rendezvous will remain a <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/9DQ9-NRA/maroon_5_secret/">Secret</a></strong>.<br /><br />There’s no doubt that I’m the reason our friendship is <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/Xx1NISHR/maroon_5_not_falling_apart/">Falling Apart</a></strong>. Trust me, it’s <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/Fg2LFhtn/maroon_5_harder_to_breathe/">Harder To Breathe</a></strong> knowing that I’ll <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/YrKBmEC9/maroon_5_if_i_never_see_your_face_again/">Never See Your Face Again</a></strong>. I’m not saying it’s <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/XONXWVow/maroon_5_better_that_we_break/">Better That We Break</a></strong>. The truth is, I’m still not <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/G68gHFoP/maroon_5_through_with_you/">Through With You</a></strong>.<br /><br />This may not be the <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/IduJWrVQ/maroon_5_sweetest_goodbye/">Sweetest Goodbye</a></strong> but it would be for the best. For what it’s worth, you’re the best friend I’ve ever had … you accept me for who I really am and I cherish that for life.<br /><br />Someday … I <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/wfjPhe9P/maroon_5_she_will_be_loved/">Will Be Loved</a></strong>.<br />I’m sorry for everything. Take care …</span></div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">- Not a girl, not a <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/-CGhcauS/maroon_5_woman/">Woman</a></strong> -</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">< <strong><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/playlist/KD4RwN-R/makes_me_wonder_music_playlist/">M5</a></strong> ></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7841767681274507189?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-77679171116647380882008-05-09T09:11:00.003+08:002008-05-09T09:29:35.810+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Jacques Pierre Theory</span><br /></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">E = M - (M’E’)<br /></span></strong><br /><em>Where<br />E = Emancipation<br />M = Me<br />M’ = MyBaby<br />E’ = 'Elle Dee'</em><br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Dear Elle Dee,<br /><br />I’m sorry if I ever <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/n7kSfUWF/mariah_carey_say_something/">Say Something</a></span></strong> to indicate that <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/R3lk2_A0/mariah_carey_i_still_believe/">I Still Believe</a></span></strong> <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/FD1TBQWD/mariah_carey_we_belong_together/">We Belong Together</a></span></strong>. <strong><span style="color:#993399;">My</span></strong>, <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/6moFzUvs/mariah_carey_all_ive_ever_wanted/">All I’ve Ever Wanted</a></span></strong> was to <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/zaQ-J42o/mariah_carey_ill_be_there/">Be There</a></span></strong> <em>…</em> <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/fTPd3OBY/mariah_carey_anytime_you_need_a_friend/">Anytime You Need A Friend</a></span></strong>.<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/A2TlcRpd/mariah_carey_for_the_record/">For The Record</a></span></strong>, I wished for an ‘us’ but I gave up last year to give MyBaby a chance.<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/a_WydbpH/mariah_carey_bye_bye/">Bye Bye</a></span></strong> … <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/xNyuh9Sg/mariah_carey_i_wish_you_well/">I Wish You Well</a></span></strong>.<br /><br />------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Dear MyBaby,<br /><br />You used to <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/WH5Mno5m/mariah_carey_touch_my_body/">Touch My</a></span></strong> heart with your <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/bZdHJa7O/mariah_carey_emotions/">Emotions</a></span></strong> <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/UF7cZvun/mariah_carey_brian_mcknight_whenever_you_call/">Whenever You Call</a></span></strong> … I was your <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/ytHCWBpi/mariah_carey_hero/">Hero</a></span></strong> for those special moments. You made me believed <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/FD1TBQWD/mariah_carey_we_belong_together/">We Belong Together</a></span></strong> but it seemed that <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/1iK_3FRg/mariah_carey_and_you_dont_remember/">You Don’t Remember</a></span></strong> when I said <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/odav-BTA/mariah_carey_dont_forget_about_us/">Don’t Forget About Us</a></span></strong>. I once told myself that you will <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/pj_plGUa/mariah_carey_always_be_my_baby/">Always Be My Baby</a></span></strong> but it turned out to be a <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/C2AYWlcy/mariah_carey_fantasy/">Fantasy</a></span></strong>.<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/6h4xeDVg/mariah_carey_do_you_know_where_youre_going_to_theme_from/">Do You Know Where</a></span></strong> we’re going to? I certainly don’t have a clue. <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/m4FYDOpD/mariah_carey_without_you/">Without You</a></span></strong>, <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/o77OYtzb/mariah_carey_everything_fades_away/">Everything Fades Away</a></span></strong> and I’ve to give you up even if I still <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/d9M_eSBf/mariah_carey_cant_let_go/">Can’t Let Go</a></span></strong>. <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/GNKLYbrp/mariah_carey_i_dont_wanna_cry/">I Don’t Wanna Cry</a></span></strong> … I just want to <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/qOhk7yZX/mariah_carey_i_can_make_it_through_the_rain/">Make It Through The Rain</a></span></strong> and </span><a name="OLE_LINK4"></a><a name="OLE_LINK3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">cease the pain</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">.<br /><br />Hasta La Vista MyBaby … <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/KZIxAzCe/mariah_carey_last_kiss/">Last Kiss</a></span></strong> 4U.<br /><br />-----------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Dear Me,<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/AOnoRiVz/mariah_carey_love_takes_time/">Love Takes Time</a></span></strong> … <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/YJjntrrM/mariah_carey_its_like_that/">It’s Like That</a></span></strong>. You’ll be together with your <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/GuSsPYAH/mariah_carey_dreamlover/">Dream Lover</a></span></strong> <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/ul8HtYXV/mariah_carey_feat_boyz_ii_men_one_sweet_day/">One Sweet Day</a></span></strong>. She may be a <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/K743I_RY/mariah_carey_ft_jay_z_heartbreaker/">Heartbreaker</a></span></strong> years ago but she’s all you ever have that makes you want to <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/8clXN7TR/mariah_carey_i_stay_in_love/">Stay In Love</a></span></strong>. She’s that special someone whom you would love to call <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/cnHF6YKX/mariah_carey_feat_jd_sweetheart/">Sweetheart</a></span></strong> or just plain <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/OGLBokWn/mariah_carey_honey/">Honey</a></span></strong> …<br /><br />Do what it takes to realize this <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/Mgryc8BE/mariah_carey_vision_of_love/">Vision of Love</a></span></strong> into a <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/62Je8ZVo/mariah_carey_love_story/">Love Story</a></span></strong> <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/mI7fU8aJ/mariah_carey_someday/">Someday</a></span></strong>. You can <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/w92J8II3/mariah_carey_make_it_happen/">Make It Happen</a></span></strong> <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/jJjIUbF1/mariah_carey_when_you_believe_from_the_prince_of_egypt/">When You Believe</a></span></strong> in yourself. <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/aM5aYTiu/mariah_carey_never_forget_you/">Never Forget You</a></span></strong> are your own <strong><span style="color:#993399;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/djnazty/music/ytHCWBpi/mariah_carey_hero/">Hero</a></span></strong> …</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><p></p><br />C’est La Vie</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7767917111664738088?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-32673758416335663572008-03-31T22:27:00.005+08:002008-08-18T12:34:47.786+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The first time I saw <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> looks so pretty<br />I can't resist looking at <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br /><br />Each time I glance at <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />Her sweet smile greets <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> never fail to amaze <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br /><br />Whenever I talk to <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />Her kind words comfort <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br />With <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> is where I want to be<br /><br />Wherever I go with <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />Everyone looks queerly at <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br />They wonder why <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> likes <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br /><br />Spending time with <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />Makes <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong> extremely happy<br />My days no longer feel empty<br /><br />There's nothing about <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />That makes <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong> feel uneasy<br />Everything about <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> pleases <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br /><br />Anytime <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> needs <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br />I'm there to care for <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />I can't see <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> in agony<br /><br />Sometimes I buy gift for <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />To show how much <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> means to <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br />I just can't stop loving <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br /><br />At times <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> is mad at <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br />For taking things too seriously<br />It's only moments before <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> forgives <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br /><br />There's something about <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />That always drives <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong> crazy<br />Until today it's still a mystery<br /><br />One day I share secrets with <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />It takes time but <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> still accepts <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br />Only then I trust no one but <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br /><br />Now <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> has to leave <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br />But I can't let <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> see<br />Deep inside I'm in total misery<br /><br />I want <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> to stay with <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br />I can't live without <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />I wish <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> comes back to <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> said she'll miss <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br />I can't help but cried with <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />Now I know <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> cares for <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br /><br />I'm sorry if I was unfaithful to <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />I never meant to hurt <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> intentionally<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> ... please forgive <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br /><br />I pray that <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> stays happy<br />In my heart is where <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> will be<br />All I ask is <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong> to remember <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br /><br />Take care <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />Fear not <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />'WE' will survive ... trust <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Me</span></strong><br /><br />I miss you <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong><br />I love you <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">MyBaby</span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><strong>'WE' = MyBaby + Me</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-3267375841633566357?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-71157272471139459832008-02-14T17:57:00.002+08:002008-08-18T12:43:37.151+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/R7LJs6kIrKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gII9HKn2U50/s1600-h/Be+My+Valentine.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166413496019627170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/R7LJs6kIrKI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gII9HKn2U50/s400/Be+My+Valentine.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The <span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/oLUovyvP/celine_dion_the_first_time_ever_i_saw_your_face/">First Time Ever I Saw Your Face</a></strong></span> ... <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/RtozQZsK/michael_learns_to_rock_you_took_my_heart_away/">You Took My Heart Away</a></span></strong><br />That <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/VeDIoaOU/belinda_carlisle_vision_of_you/">Vision Of You</a></span></strong> remains in my mind until today<br /><br /></span><a name="OLE_LINK2"></a><a name="OLE_LINK1"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?</span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/2NLreEu1/jose_mari_chan_beautiful_girl/">Beautiful Girl</a></span></strong> ... you're a <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/PWbYvm1-/atlantic_starr_masterpiece/">Masterpiece</a></span></strong> of art<br />You <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/E0aS_4PV/michael_learns_to_rock_paint_my_love/">Paint My Love</a></span></strong> right from the start<br /><br />Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/9W5c8Rgx/guys_next_door_ive_been_waiting_for_you/">I've Been Waiting For You</a></span></strong> <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/wXxu-o2j/kci_jojo_all_my_life/">All My Life</a></span></strong><br />Your <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/2b4A69Y-/venessa_williams_brian_mcnignt_love_is/">Love Is</a></span></strong> the only thing that keeps me alive<br /><br />Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?<br />I've loved you since <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/C4L2RfIY/surface_the_first_time/">The First Time</a></span></strong> I saw you<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/Fa8qm8Ue/boyzone_everyday_i_love_you/">Everyday I Love You</a></span></strong> ... <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/riMWW-j4/nsync_this_i_promise_you/">This I Promise You</a></span></strong><br /><br />Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/DI2A4X3K/chicago_you_come_to_my_senses/">You Come To My Senses</a></span></strong> all along<br />Right <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/fcnMKlNd/sade_by_your_side/">By Your Side</a></span></strong> is where I belong<br /><br />Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?<br />I can't help but <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/QvyUMhaX/selena_dreaming_of_you/">Dreaming Of You</a></span></strong> all the while<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/RyLzgRxI/elaine_paige_sarah_brightman_memory/">Memory</a></span></strong> of you makes the dream worthwhile<br /><br />Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/DIl0BZzx/irwansyah_acha_septriasa_my_heart_heart_ost/">My Heart</a></span></strong> says that you're <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/1F3GwWfn/usher_feat_alicia_keys_beyonce_my_boo_remix/">My Boo</a></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/-kV1eTpu/marc_anthony_my_baby_you/">My Baby You</a></span></strong> ... <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/x3tUIRp5/michael_jackson_siedah_garrett_i_just_cant_stop_loving_yo/">I Just Can't Stop Loving You</a></span></strong><br /><br />Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/q2Yy3OZq/dewa_19_dewi/">Dewi</a></span></strong> ... <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/3UENvW3u/klymaxx_i_miss_you/">I Miss You</a></span></strong> so much my dear<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/nK2fFHcU/mariah_carey_i_still_believe/">I Still Believe</a></span></strong> that <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/FD1TBQWD/mariah_carey_we_belong_together/">We Belong Together</a></span></strong><br /><br />Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/4O5LdqtU/sarah_brightman_cliff_richard_all_i_ask_of_you/">All I Ask Of You</a></span></strong> is <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/zL6G5FoR/madonna_you_must_love_me/">You Must Love Me</a></span></strong><br />There'll be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/sME0Jgzs/tchaikovsky_a_time_for_us_romeo_and_juliet/">A Time For Us</a></span></strong> someday ... <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/dA4gHpss/madonna_youll_see/">You'll See</a></span></strong><br /><br />Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/u2BoaCq8/u2_with_or_without_you/">With or Without You</a></span></strong> ... I will <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/iCX7OYcY/elliot_yamin_wait_for_you/">Wait For You</a></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/W1hIDRDL/celine_dion_i_love_you/">I Love You</a></span></strong> and <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/Rli_eMoF/pretenders_ill_stand_by_you/">I'll Stand By You</a></span></strong><br /><br />Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?<br />I'll be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/BJk-pmmW/desree_kissing_you/">Kissing You</a></span></strong> one fine day<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/Usoxrmo9/after_7_ready_or_not/">Ready Or Not</a></span></strong> ... I'll do it my way<br /><br />Valentine, Valentine ... Wherefore art thou Valentine?<br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/qLz2rLnR/eternal_angel_of_mine/">Angel of Mine</a></span></strong> ... you're so divine<br />Would you be <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/6t7HBqWs/jim_brickman_martina_mcbride_valentine/">My Valentine</a></span></strong>?<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/lN2DjQqX/color_me_badd_i_adore_mi_amor/">I Adore Me Amor</a></span></strong> ... <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/zgQvNuDr/rbd_tu_amor/">Tu Amor</a></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/vorXOHFg/alison_moyet_ne_me_quitte_pas/">Ne Me Quitte Pas</a></span></strong> ... <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"><a href="http://djnazty.imeem.com/music/uI4nccOG/son_by_four_purest_of_pain_a_puro_dolor/">A Puro Dolor</a></span></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7115727247113945983?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-16813030098648005422008-02-05T18:36:00.000+08:002008-08-28T06:59:44.482+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/R6g_OZ9dtWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GsYNgh3VTVA/s1600-h/Beauty+&amp;+The+Beast.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163446489499678050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/R6g_OZ9dtWI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GsYNgh3VTVA/s400/Beauty+%26+The+Beast.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Beast: "On hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?"</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><div><br />Beauty: "Will he offer me his mouth?"</div><div>Beast: "Yes."</div><div><br />Beauty: "Will he offer me his teeth?"</div><div>Beast: "Yes."</div><br /><div>Beauty: "Will he offer me his jaws?"</div><div>Beast: "Yes."</div><br /><div>Beauty: "Will he offer me his hunger?"</div><div>Beast: "Yes."</div><br /><div>Beauty: "Again, will he offer me his hunger?</div><div>Beast: [louder] "YES!"</div><div><br />Beauty: "And will he starve without me?"</div><div>Beast: [stronger] "YES!"</div><div></p></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Beauty: "And does he love me?"</div><div>Beast: [softer] "Yes."</div><div><br />Beauty: "Yes..."</div><div><br />Beast: "On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?"</div><div>Beauty: "Yes."</div><div><br />Beast: "I bet you say that to all the Beasts!!"<br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;"><em>Note: The above is excerpted &amp; partially modified from Meatloaf's "Bat Out Of Hell" album, You Took The Words Right Out Of My Mouth (Hot Summer Nights).</em></span></div><div><em><p></p></em></div><div><em></em></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">P/S : Watch out Beauty … the Beast is hungry !!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"></p></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"></p></span></div><div><object width="300" height="80"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/VZfmxBTuKx/aus=false/"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=000000&amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;linkColor=666666"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/VZfmxBTuKx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=000000&amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;linkColor=666666"></embed></object></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-1681303009864800542?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-59737769742351002532008-01-26T15:22:00.001+08:002008-08-18T12:45:19.609+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/R5rhAp9dtLI/AAAAAAAAALI/cK4WEdn2BL0/s1600-h/Break.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159683724486227122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/R5rhAp9dtLI/AAAAAAAAALI/cK4WEdn2BL0/s400/Break.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Where have 'We' been?</span><a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=331,height=494,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://nazkhan.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/break_1.JPG"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=331,height=494,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://nazkhan.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/break.JPG"></a><a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=800,height=610,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://nazkhan.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/me_minus_you_2.JPG"></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">.. or 'We' should never be seen.<br /><br />Where are 'We' going?<br />.. or 'We' don't know what we're doing.<br /><br />Do 'We' still exist?<br />.. or there's something that I miss.<br /><br />Are 'We' drifting apart?<br />.. or 'We' should never start.<br /><br />Are 'We' still together?<br />.. or 'We' should look for another.<br /><br />Should 'We' stay?<br />.. or 'We' rather fade away.<br /><br />Are 'We' ending?<br />.. or there's no 'We' from the beginning.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-5973776974235100253?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-28946164250194349672007-12-07T09:05:00.001+08:002008-08-18T12:46:24.110+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/R1idOETH18I/AAAAAAAAAKI/LAKb9SpkL-E/s1600-h/Stardust_Witch.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141031839641098178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/R1idOETH18I/AAAAAAAAAKI/LAKb9SpkL-E/s400/Stardust_Witch.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You Put a Spell on Me ...<br />I used to be happy<br />Now misery loves me<br /><br />You Put a Spell on Me ...<br />I used to have a dream<br />Now I've lost the esteem<br /><br />You Put a Spell on Me ...<br />I used to feel what love is<br />Now I don't know what it is<br /><br />You Put a Spell on Me ...<br />I used to think a world about us<br />Now I don't know where it leads us<br /><br />You Put a Spell on Me ...<br />I used to adore you<br />Now I hardly fancy you<br /><br />You Put a Spell on Me ...<br />I used to care for everybody<br />Now no one can stand me<br /><br />You Put a Spell on Me ...<br />I used to live my life<br />Now it's a struggle to survive </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-2894616425019434967?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-65246123560726923172007-11-22T14:13:00.000+08:002007-11-22T14:44:13.770+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I said “Hey there … how was your day ?”<br />She said “Please go away”<br /><br />I said “What’s wrong ?”<br />She said “Nothing. Just move along”<br /><br />I said “Come on, what’s on your mind ?”<br />She said “I just need time to unwind”<br /><br />I said “Is there anything I can do ?”<br />She said “It’s ok … no thank you !”<br /><br />I said “I’m there if you need me”<br />She said “Yeah right, we’ll see !!”<br /><br />I said “Hey … I really mean what I said”<br />She said “Sorry. It’s just things not looking good ahead”<br /><br />I said “No matter what I’m with you”<br />She said “I wish no one knew”<br /><br />I said “We do make mistake”<br />She said “It’s something that I can’t forsake”<br /><br />I said “I wish I could help in some way”<br />She said “All I could do now is pray”<br /><br />I said “It probably need more time”<br />She said “I hope it won’t take a lifetime”<br /><br />I said “Don’t worry … things will be okay”<br />She said “Thank you so much for making my day”<br /><br />I said “Take care …”<br />She said “Thanks for being there”<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-6524612356072692317?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-56266063906426229232007-11-03T17:52:00.000+08:002008-08-28T06:59:52.790+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RyxFm2tAHRI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TnLzUD2K3U8/s1600-h/Shila_Header.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128550609489763602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RyxFm2tAHRI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TnLzUD2K3U8/s320/Shila_Header.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">R</span></strong> - Remember the <span style="color:#ff6600;">Times</span> that we <span style="color:#ff6600;">Shared</span><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">O</span></strong> - One <span style="color:#ff6600;">Remarkable</span> thing I shall <span style="color:#ff6600;">Never Forget</span><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">S</span></strong> - She paints a picture of <span style="color:#ff6600;">Life’s Simple Pleasure</span><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">H</span></strong> - Her <span style="color:#ff6600;">Thoughtfulness</span> is such a <span style="color:#ff6600;">Treasure</span><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">I</span></strong> - In search of <span style="color:#ff6600;">Words</span>, none could ever <span style="color:#ff6600;">Measure</span><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">L</span></strong> - <span style="color:#ff6600;">Love</span> and <span style="color:#ff6600;">Compassion</span> she has for one another<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - <span style="color:#ff6600;">Amazing</span> things are all she’s ever done<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">W</span></strong> - Wherever she goes, she’s still <span style="color:#ff6600;">The One</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>A</strong></span> - A <span style="color:#ff6600;">Friend</span> in <span style="color:#ff6600;">Need</span> is a friend <span style="color:#ff6600;">Indeed</span><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">T</span></strong> - These are the <span style="color:#ff6600;">Beautiful</span> things about <span style="color:#ff6600;">Her</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>I</strong></span> - <strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Irreplaceable</span></strong> … that’s the <span style="color:#ff6600;">Definition</span> of her </span><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">" <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">She's Der EnGeL ... Mein EnGeL</span><strong> </strong></em>"</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-5626606390642622923?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-41010529556954240722007-09-29T15:29:00.000+08:002008-08-28T06:59:42.989+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RyxLq2tAHTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/2bqiXLtxzKQ/s1600-h/Cactus+n+Sheep.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128557275279007026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RyxLq2tAHTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/2bqiXLtxzKQ/s320/Cactus+n+Sheep.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The first time we met<br />It was a brief casual chat<br />All she needed was just a teabag<br /><br />The first time we exchanged glance<br />Almost left me in a trance<br />Intense was how it ends<br /><br />The first time she touched my arm<br />There was no slight of alarm<br />Must be her beautiful charm<br /><br />The first time she gave me a hug<br />It wasn’t a real snug<br />Just to show how she was bugged<br /><br />The first time we walked together<br />We burst into laughter<br />On the way to satisfy our hunger<br /><br />The first time she held onto my shoulder<br />Her heels entangled with one another<br />Should’ve offered my hands to hold her<br /><br />The first time we dine<br />She looks so divine<br />Her words blew out my mind<br /><br />The first time I looked into her eyes<br />There was no disguise<br />Only sparkles … no lies<br /><br />The first time we shared our past<br />It wasn’t a blast or even aghast<br />The feelings somehow didn’t last<br /><br />The first time I whispered into her ear<br />It felt kind of queer<br />Makes me want to disappear<br /><br />The first time I touched her hand<br />She was stunned coz I never meant<br />Just a reaction to situation unplanned<br /><br />The first time I gently pat her back<br />I sensed that she was taken aback<br />I should’ve just instead lay back<br /><br />The first time I touched her heart<br />I ended up tore it apart<br />A sense of regret that will never part<br /><br />The first time she touched my hand<br />I could no longer pretend<br />Just dying inside for the silence to end<br /><br />The first time we got back along<br />It didn’t last that long<br />The feeling was still strong<br /><br />The first time I touched her face<br />She was full of grace<br />Makes me want to embrace<br /><br />The last time I looked into her eyes<br />My heart endlessly cries<br />How could I break her trust<br /><br />The last time we got together<br />I made another blunder<br />Wonder if I have totally lost her<br /><br />The last time we talked to each other<br />Her reaction made it very clear<br />We can never be together<br /><br />The first time I tried to say goodbye<br />I couldn’t even look into <span style="color:#ff6600;"><em><strong>her eyes</strong></em></span><br />My heart … just won’t tell lies</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><strong>The First Time She said Goodbye<br />My Eyes Silently Cry<br />My Heart Slowly Die ...<br /><br />The Last Moments We spent together<br />Her Final Words Linger in my ear<br />I still Love her … Miss her So Dear</strong></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-4101052955695424072?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-25802675974087328532007-09-29T15:17:00.000+08:002008-08-28T06:59:48.093+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RyxM1mtAHVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UwS2hIHEEeU/s1600-h/Shila"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128558559474228562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RyxM1mtAHVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/UwS2hIHEEeU/s200/Shila%27s_Mug.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">S</span></strong> - She’s the <span style="color:#ff6600;">Best</span> among the rest<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">H</span></strong> - Her <span style="color:#ff6600;">Smile Glows</span> wherever she goes<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>I</strong> </span>- In terms of a <span style="color:#ff6600;">Friend</span> … she’s the <span style="color:#ff6600;">Special</span> kind<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">L</span></strong> - <span style="color:#ff6600;">Long Last</span> shall our <span style="color:#ff6600;">Friendship</span> be</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - All the best … may the days ahead be <span style="color:#ff6600;">Blessed</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-2580267597408732853?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-19970006386169403192007-09-04T10:39:00.000+08:002007-09-04T11:02:54.424+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">S</span></strong> - She's a <span style="color:#ff6600;">Mystery</span> … someone I hardly see<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">H</span></strong> - Her loving thoughts deeply moved me<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">E</span></strong> - Every little things that she does …<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">E</span></strong> - Every single word that she says …<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">G</span></strong> - Gives me a <span style="color:#ff6600;">New Life</span> each day<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">I</span></strong> - In search of a <span style="color:#ff6600;">Friend</span> …<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">R</span></strong> - Raizatul Azila is one of a kind<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>L</strong></span> - <span style="color:#ff6600;">Love</span> her so dear … she's my <span style="color:#ff6600;">Savior</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-1997000638616940319?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-14897848088801437072007-08-29T09:36:00.000+08:002007-08-29T09:45:38.491+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">M</span></strong> - <span style="color:#ff6600;">Masterpiece</span> describes her <span style="color:#ff6600;">Beauty</span> … she's so <span style="color:#ff6600;">Lovely</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ffcc66;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> </span>- <span style="color:#ff6600;">Affection</span> towards her <span style="color:#ff6600;">Passion</span> … an <span style="color:#ff6600;">Exquisite</span> perfume collection</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">R</span></strong> - <span style="color:#ff6600;">Romance</span> runs in her <span style="color:#ff6600;">Soul</span> … her words are a touch of gold</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Z</span></strong> - <span style="color:#ff6600;">Zest</span> drives her to quest for only the best</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">I</span></strong> - <span style="color:#ff6600;">Irresistible</span> … Adorable … Desirable</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">E</span></strong> - <span style="color:#ff6600;">Ecstatic</span> smile ... such <span style="color:#ff6600;">Elegant</span> style</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-1489784808880143707?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-76871740683520376462007-08-09T18:28:00.000+08:002007-08-09T18:31:59.279+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There’s a voice in my head<br />Telling me to be <span style="color:#ff6600;">Strong</span><br />Things do go <span style="color:#ff6600;">Wrong</span><br /><br />There’s a voice in my head<br />Telling me to take <span style="color:#ff6600;">Control</span><br />Over <span style="color:#ff6600;">Body, Mind and Soul<br /></span><br />There’s a voice in my head<br />Telling me to <span style="color:#ff6600;">Change</span><br />No more acting <span style="color:#ff6600;">Strange</span><br /><br />There’s a voice in my head<br />Telling me to <span style="color:#ff6600;">Forgive</span><br />There’s only one <span style="color:#ff6600;">Life</span> to <span style="color:#ff6600;">Live</span><br /><br />There’s a voice in my head<br />Telling me to <span style="color:#ff6600;">Forget</span><br />No <span style="color:#ff6600;">Fret</span> or even <span style="color:#ff6600;">Regret</span><br /><br />There’s a voice in my head<br />Telling me not to <span style="color:#ff6600;">Wait</span><br />For it may be too <span style="color:#ff6600;">Late</span><br /><br />There’s a voice in my head<br />Telling me to <span style="color:#ff6600;">Strive</span><br />All it takes is a <span style="color:#ff6600;">Will</span> to <span style="color:#ff6600;">Survive</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7687174068352037646?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-20530489713695218812007-07-30T08:50:00.001+08:002008-08-28T06:59:43.742+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RyxNgGtAHWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PWP_8Tfdf2Q/s1600-h/Love+is+Cinta.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128559289618668898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RyxNgGtAHWI/AAAAAAAAAI4/PWP_8Tfdf2Q/s320/Love+is+Cinta.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">If Love is Cinta ...<br />Why my <span style="color:#ff6600;">life</span> tak tentu hala<br />Everything looks membabi buta<br />Anything I do semuanya tak kena !</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />If Love is Cinta ...<br />Why my vision gelap-gelita<br />Are my <span style="color:#ff6600;">eyes</span> becoming buta ?<br />Someone … tolong suluhkan cahaya<br /><br />If Love is Cinta ...<br />Why my <span style="color:#ff6600;">ears</span> cannot hear apa-apa<br />Not a single word … mahupun irama<br />Something ain't right … aku rindukan suaranya<br /><br />If Love is Cinta ...<br />Why my <span style="color:#ff6600;">lips</span> sukar berbicara<br />Tongue-tied or inspirasi sudah tiada<br />Anyone … kembalikan kata-katanya<br /><br />If Love is Cinta ...<br />Why my heart feels sengsara<br />The emptiness tersangatlah ketara<br />Somebody … ubatilah rasa kecewa<br /><br />If Love is Cinta ...<br />Why my senses hilang peka<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Nothing can be seen, heard n berkata</span><br />Anybody … apakah maksudnya ?</span><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-2053048971369521881?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-27956784549540488662007-07-01T19:38:00.001+08:002008-08-28T06:59:50.554+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RrQK7m_T7DI/AAAAAAAAAFY/r9nU5rTZDPo/s1600-h/Diamond_2.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094709097657527346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RrQK7m_T7DI/AAAAAAAAAFY/r9nU5rTZDPo/s320/Diamond_2.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RrQHhW_T68I/AAAAAAAAAEg/lZcPsQnFtaY/s1600-h/Diamond_2.gif"></a><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">D</span></strong> - Diamonds are not only a <span style="color:#ff6600;">Girl’s Best Friend</span></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><div><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">I</span></strong> - It is a <span style="color:#ff6600;">Symbol</span> of friendship … an indication that we blend</div><div></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - Although we may not be <span style="color:#ff6600;">Soul Mates</span><br /></div><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong><p></p></strong></span><div><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>M</strong> </span>- <span style="color:#ff6600;">My Heart</span> insist to wait … it is just our <span style="color:#ff6600;">Fate</span></div><br /><div><p><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">O</span></strong> - Of all the things that I’ve <span style="color:#ff6600;">Said and Done</span></p><p><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">N</span></strong> - None can deny you could be <span style="color:#ff6600;">The One</span> </p></div><div><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">D</span></strong> - <span style="color:#ff6600;">Diamonds</span> are definitely forever but …</div><div><br /></div><div><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">S</span></strong> - Sharon <span style="color:#ff6600;">My Baby</span> … our <span style="color:#ff6600;">Friendship</span> lasts <span style="color:#ff6600;">Forever &amp; Ever</span></span></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-2795678454954048866?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-62425411282584628472007-06-23T22:40:00.001+08:002008-05-01T14:04:52.851+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Inilah <span style="color:#ff6600;">CERITERA CINTA</span> bersama <span style="color:#ff6600;">PEREMPUANKU</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tutur katanya indah bak <span style="color:#ff6600;">PUISI</span> rindu yang syahdu </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">HATI BERBISIK</span> ... <span style="color:#ff6600;">BISAKAH </span>aku <span style="color:#ff6600;">JATUH</span> hati padanya </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Namun <span style="color:#ff6600;">NALURI LELAKI</span> berkata aku adalah <span style="color:#ff6600;">PENCINTA WANITA</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kaulah <span style="color:#ff6600;">CINTA PERTAMA</span> ... <span style="color:#ff6600;">TAKKAN ADA CINTA YANG LAIN</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">TAK KU DUGA</span> suatu hari bertemu si <span style="color:#ff6600;">DESTINY</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She's <span style="color:#ff6600;">SO SPECIAL</span> that she drives me crazy ! </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hati pun mula berkata-kata ... <span style="color:#ff6600;">AKU CINTA KAU DAN DIA</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kerana <span style="color:#ff6600;">CINTA</span> luar biasa aku terpisah dengan <span style="color:#ff6600;">PEREMPUANKU</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now <span style="color:#ff6600;">DESTINY</span> is <span style="color:#ff6600;">NOT READY TO MAKE NICE</span> to me </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">But <span style="color:#ff6600;">SMACK THAT</span> coz <span style="color:#ff6600;">I STILL GOT THE BLUES</span> for my <span style="color:#ff6600;">PEREMPUANKU</span> !! </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sepi sungguh <span style="color:#ff6600;">3 MALAM TANPA BINTANG</span> terkenangkannya </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kini ku hanya bisa <span style="color:#ff6600;">MENGHITUNG HARI</span> tanpanya </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">JANGAN PISAHKAN</span> aku dan dia </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tanpamu ... aku <span style="color:#ff6600;">BUKAN DIRIKU</span> lagi </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kerana <span style="color:#ff6600;">BERDUA LEBIH BAIK</span> kata Acha </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aku berharap <span style="color:#ff6600;">CINTAKAN MEMBAWAMU KEMBALI</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">PASTIKAN</span> ... buktikan ... dialah <span style="color:#ff6600;">CAHAYA CINTA</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">PEREMPUANKU</span> ... you're <span style="color:#ff6600;">IRREPLACEABLE</span> !</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-6242541128258462847?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-73481011049259221562007-06-23T11:22:00.000+08:002007-08-04T13:29:23.131+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The <span style="color:#ff6600;">Time</span> we spend is very precious<br />Some may say it looks conspicuous<br />Tell me Baby … is it </span><a name="OLE_LINK2"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">fictitious?<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Money</span> is definitely not everything<br />Life without Love is basically nothing<br />Tell me Baby … what’s the ultimate thing?<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Love</span> makes things possible<br />At times it becomes unreasonable<br />Tell me Baby … is ours questionable?<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Life</span> is senseless without soul mate<br />Whoever it may be is worth to wait<br />Tell me Baby … do you believe in fate?<br /><br />You insist that “ Diamond is Forever ”<br />I rather say “ <span style="color:#ff6600;">Friendship</span> is Forever ”<br />Tell me Baby ... is ours forever or “whatever”?<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Happy Ending</span> do exist in reality<br />Occasionally some end in fatality<br />Tell me Baby … is ours full of uncertainty?<br /><br />Some relationship goes up another scale<br />The unfortunate ones end up in frail<br />Tell me Baby … is ours just a <span style="color:#ff6600;">Fairytale</span>?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7348101104925922156?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-85914125251428217202007-06-23T11:20:00.000+08:002007-07-29T17:39:44.614+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>"To <span style="color:#ff6600;">Wait</span> or to <span style="color:#ff6600;">Leave</span> is the <span style="color:#ff6600;">individual's choice</span><br />To <span style="color:#ff6600;">Want</span> or to <span style="color:#ff6600;">Have</span> is ultimately the <span style="color:#ff6600;">heart's voice</span>"</em><br /><br />- Jacques Pierre ® -</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-8591412525142821720?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-76127265308729277752007-06-23T11:17:00.000+08:002007-07-29T17:38:53.450+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">R</span></strong> - Rafieqah in Arabic translates to ‘Best Friend’<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - A wonderful someone that I can always depend<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>F</strong> </span>- For all the good times and the bad times we had<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>I</strong> </span>- I will never forget every single thing we shared<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">E</span></strong> - Endless flow of conversation is certainly at ease<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>Q</strong> </span>- Queer will never be for whatever they may see<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>A</strong> </span>- Anytime and anyplace whenever you’re with me<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>H</strong> </span>- Having you as a friend is forever a pleasure indeed</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7612726530872927775?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-21602181494263290622007-06-23T11:14:00.000+08:002008-08-28T06:59:45.512+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RyxODGtAHXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jt2KongNSik/s1600-h/If+these+walls+could+talk.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128559890914090354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RyxODGtAHXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/jt2KongNSik/s320/If+these+walls+could+talk.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">If these walls could <span style="color:#ff6600;">Talk</span> … They would speak of wonderful words ... express to no other than you<br /><br />If these walls could <span style="color:#ff6600;">See</span> … They would treasure every single glance I get from looking into your beautiful eyes<br /><br />If these walls could <span style="color:#ff6600;">Feel</span> … They would sense the warmth feelings surrounding me whenever I’m with you<br /><br />If these walls could <span style="color:#ff6600;">Show</span> … They would flaunt the masterpiece of art that you've portrayed in my heart<br /><br />If these walls could <span style="color:#ff6600;">Sing</span> … They would serenade in harmony to the enchanting rhythm of love<br /><br />If these walls could <span style="color:#ff6600;">Scream</span> … They would shout outrageously those forbidden words that I’ve been longing to say<br /><br />But if these walls could <span style="color:#ff6600;">Keep a Secret</span> … They would conceal too many of them buried deep down inside.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-2160218149426329062?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-38336677590137468362007-06-23T11:10:00.000+08:002007-10-10T12:36:59.878+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There’s <span style="color:#ff6600;">Something</span> about Me<br />Not Everyone can See<br />Only a certain She<br />Knows those ‘Things’ about Me<br /><br />There’s <span style="color:#ff6600;">Nothing</span> about Me<br />Anyone would like to be<br />I’m just plain Nasty<br />Nobody else I’d rather Be<br /><br />There’s <span style="color:#ff6600;">Everything</span> about Me<br />I wish I could make them See<br />That day will only be<br />When I’m NO longer Me<br /><br />Is there <span style="color:#ff6600;">Anything</span> about Me<br />You never wish to See<br />Talk to me … Show me …<br />Help me to see Me</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-3833667759013746836?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-16789279480229277052007-06-23T11:07:00.000+08:002007-07-29T17:36:46.155+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">N</span></strong> - Nurul is her name … Beauty is her fame<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">U</span></strong> - Urbane describes her character … Simply Elegant like no other<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">R</span></strong> - Radiant smile … that last for miles<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>U</strong> </span>- Unbreakable … Unstoppable … She is truly Invincible<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">L</span></strong> - Lovely and Cheeky … She will always be to Me</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-1678927948022927705?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-36207936806714733152007-06-23T11:06:00.000+08:002008-08-28T06:59:51.313+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RrQNoW_T7HI/AAAAAAAAAF4/luR_rIv2CpU/s1600-h/Shila.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094712065479928946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RrQNoW_T7HI/AAAAAAAAAF4/luR_rIv2CpU/s200/Shila.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RrQM_W_T7GI/AAAAAAAAAFw/GE2pjpI6yzE/s1600-h/Shila.JPG"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">S</span></strong> - She Brings out the Colors in Everything She See</span> </div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">H</span></strong> - Her Kind Words and Beautiful Mind truly Inspire Me </span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><div><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">I</span></strong> - Intelligent and Outspoken is her Natural wits </div><div><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">L</span></strong> - Loving and Giving is her Special way of Sharing </div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - A True Friend … A Wonderful Mother … There is No Other like Her</span></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-3620793680671473315?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-72641627689338730422007-06-23T11:02:00.000+08:002008-08-28T06:59:48.845+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RrQJSm_T6-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/idRx5rSTtaI/s1600-h/Baby_BD06.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094707293771262946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RrQJSm_T6-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/idRx5rSTtaI/s320/Baby_BD06.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/Rn9HWCVIdRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/16DcA9Z8rTI/s1600-h/Baby_BD06.JPG"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">M</span></strong> - My Baby … it has always been you that all I ever want<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Y</span></strong> - You’ve touched my heart since the day ‘We’ were born<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">B</span></strong> - Baby … Do you ever love me … or you love me not<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - An intriguing answer I can’t seem to figure out<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">B</span></strong> - Be it a simple ‘Yes’ or just a plain ‘No’<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Y</span></strong> - You will forever be My Baby … although ‘We’ exist no more </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br /><strong><em>Charms</em> <em>Parfum</em></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">C</span></strong> - Chances are … I’ll be with You<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>H</strong> </span>- How long … as long as We equals to Me &amp; You<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - Always there … anytime … anyplace<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">R</span></strong> - Rest assured, you’re in good hands<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>M</strong> </span>- My love for you will never end<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>S</strong> </span>- Sharon My Baby … my Dear Friend</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7264162768933873042?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-23539107119034352552007-06-23T10:57:00.000+08:002008-08-28T06:59:52.014+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RrQKVm_T7BI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2iMb_kG6hs8/s1600-h/Valentine_06.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094708444822498322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__LIsXSCJLHc/RrQKVm_T7BI/AAAAAAAAAFI/2iMb_kG6hs8/s320/Valentine_06.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>M</strong></span> - My life was nothing until the day we met<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>Y</strong> </span>- You came into my life … lights up so bright<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">V</span></strong> - Vision of you lingers in my mind<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>A</strong> </span>- A sense of passion … my one obsession<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">L</span></strong> - Love comes with a spark of fire<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">E</span></strong> - Exhilaration of love to satisfy my desire<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">N</span></strong> - No words can describe what I feel inside<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">T</span></strong> - Those wonderful feelings I’ve been trying to hide<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>I</strong> </span>- Is it an infatuation … or just my imagination<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>N</strong> </span>- Never once I experience such affection<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">E</span></strong> - Endless times of frustration my life has been<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">G</span></strong> - Gone are the days of isolation<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>I</strong> </span>- I’ve found my true compassion<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">R</span></strong> - Rest assured I will care with such tender<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">L</span></strong> - Lovely … Lively ….that’s her<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">S</span></strong> - She’s all I shall ever live for</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-2353910711903435255?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-72727979289035368862007-06-23T10:52:00.000+08:002007-08-01T18:34:15.055+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">M</span></strong> - Months have passed and Days have gone<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - A sacred part of life has been torn<br />`<strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">S</span></strong>’ - Seems like yesterday we’ve just met<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">L</span></strong> - Life years ahead would only bring us back<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">I</span></strong> - In search of words … nothing describe the guilt I feel inside<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>A</strong> </span>- A Love that is lost … is a Life that is gone<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">N</span></strong> - No where to go … No one will ever know<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - An endless sense of regret buried deep inside</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7272797928903536886?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-75925702090471457492007-06-23T10:48:00.000+08:002007-07-29T17:26:38.403+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">L</span></strong> - Like a flower, you bloom into my life with such tender … warms ones heart with desire<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Y</span></strong> - Your presence is a beauty gift of nature that enlightens ones soul<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - Anything seems deceptive without the vision of you<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">N</span></strong> - Nothing compares to the feeling of having you around<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - All in all ... you’re the heart ... the soul ... the vision ... the feeling ... of what is called<br />`A F-R-I-E-N-D’</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-7592570209047145749?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-33738908498583069962007-06-23T10:43:00.001+08:002008-06-12T18:47:20.901+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">F</span></strong> - For the first time in my life I found someone<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - A friend to rely on ... a shoulder to cry on<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Z</span></strong> - Zaps away my tears ... flush away my fears<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">I</span></strong> - In times of loneliness &amp; moments of sadness<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">L</span></strong> - Life has never been this wonderful before<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></strong> - All that you are .... everything that you do </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Always a pleasure ....<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">H</span></strong> - Having someone in my life as SPECIAL as YOU</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-3373890849858306996?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-39542249068147514922007-06-23T10:23:00.001+08:002008-06-12T18:47:47.322+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Senses of Romance (Mariah Carey Songs &amp; True Love Parfum)</strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">SOMEDAY</span> ... a thought will come by<br />It’s not a fascination ... it’s more of a <span style="color:#ff6600;">FANTASY</span><br />Its sense of <span style="color:#ff6600;">EMOTIONS</span> drifts into one’s mind<br />Filled with nothing but <span style="color:#ff6600;">VISION OF LOVE</span> ... only <span style="color:#ff6600;">WHEN YOU BELIEVE</span> in it<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">WHENEVER YOU CALL</span> … whatever you call<br />Be it ... a <span style="color:#ff6600;">HERO</span> ... a <span style="color:#ff6600;">DREAMLOVER</span> ... or just a plain <span style="color:#ff6600;">HONEY</span><br />It will be there for you <span style="color:#ff6600;">ONE SWEET DAY</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">MY ALL</span><br />… the Thought of it<br />… the Sense of it<br />… the Sight of it<br />… the Feel of it<br />Makes one <span style="color:#ff6600;">CAN’T LET GO</span><br />They’re the Senses of Romance … the only <em><span style="color:#993399;">TRUE LOVE</span></em><br />Meant for a <span style="color:#ff6600;">HEARTBREAKER</span> like you<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">T</span></strong> - Time is what it needs<br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">R</span></strong> - Romantic is the way it lives<br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">U</span></strong> - Unconditional passion it conceives<br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">E</span></strong> - Emotional of feelings it gives<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">L</span></strong> - Lust makes it long last<br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">O</span></strong> - Obsess takes it to the best<br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">V</span></strong> - Valentine is its special way of saying<br /><strong><span style="color:#993399;">E</span></strong> - Everlasting friendship it truly brings</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-3954224906814751492?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-45806962271827377432007-06-23T00:56:00.000+08:002007-07-29T17:17:55.969+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Classics of Love</strong><br /><br />The Music blends the sound of silence with the call of nature<br />- Synthesize one’s mind to the right pitch<br /><br />The Rhythm stirs one’s feelings from passion for romance to the power for glory<br />- Amplify the needs of favorable moment<br /><br />The Beat sieves through one’s thought till the last drop<br />- Reminisces the art of spiritual thinking<br /><br />The Tune fries deeply in one’s soul for desirable temperament<br />- Precision for the acoustic mood<br /><br />The Tempo never part from one’s heart when it’s filled with Love<br /><br />… <em><span style="color:#ff6600;">The Classical way to Love is to Classify Love itself</span></em> …<br />- Jacques Pierre ® -<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-4580696227182737743?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-65977247739143687602007-06-23T00:37:00.000+08:002007-07-29T17:16:56.873+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Senses of Love</strong><br />She walks through life with a presence of beauty<br />Lightens one's soul with such glow<br />She leads us through a mysterious path<br />To a world of wonders ... far beyond one's envision<br /><br />She’s not a dream or a fantasy<br />She’s an illusion … stirred with vague imagination<br />This eighth wonder is a blind vision to all<br /><br />She resembles a crystal ... very exquisite yet so rare<br />A delicate touch to one's heart … a distinctive gift of nature<br /><br />She’s the rhythm of the mind … playing the music of the soul<br />A timeless sound of nature in a magical tempo<br /><br />Her taste of sweetness is a pleasure to all ... an enchanting flavour<br />Her scent of fragrance is heavenly sent from above ... a touch of nature<br />Her passionate ways are full of desire ... a lust encounter to remember<br /><br />She'll make you think of the incredible things<br />She'll make you say in her own special way<br />She'll make you do though it's impossible to<br />She'll make you pay for the part she plays<br />She'll have you treasure for as long as forever<br />She's that mystique thing called LOVE ...<br /><br />May You Find Love …<br />You’ll Be Loved …<br />And Love Be Yours …<br /><br />- Jacques Pierre ® -<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><em>Alive in a second is a Lifetime in Life </em><br /><em>In Love for a second stays Alive for a Lifetime</em></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-6597724773914368760?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-85902868013593408332007-06-23T00:00:00.000+08:002007-07-29T17:15:18.980+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>THE VOICE OF MY HEART</strong> <em>(Poem with Sing Title)</em><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">THE FIRST TIME</span> I lay my eyes on you<br />I found myself <span style="color:#ff6600;">LOST IN YOUR EYES</span><br />The feeling was so wonderful<br />It's like <span style="color:#ff6600;">HEAVEN IS A PLACE ON EARTH</span><br />Only <span style="color:#ff6600;">HEAVEN KNOWS</span><br />How hard I tried to resist the charm of your beauty<br />You have captivated my heart with your magical touch<br />The more I tried to resist ... the more I failed<br />But <span style="color:#ff6600;">I CAN'T FIGHT THIS FEELING</span> anymore<br />It's <span style="color:#ff6600;">SO NATURAL</span><br />So I gave in ... and everything to you<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">LOVING YOU</span> is such a wonderful feeling<br />It's the work of art ... the <span style="color:#ff6600;">MASTERPIECE</span> of the nature<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">SPENDING MY TIME</span> searching for my soul<br />I found nothing<br />My thoughts were filled with <span style="color:#ff6600;">VISION OF YOU</span><br />Only then I realised<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">YOU COME TO MY SENSES</span> all along<br /><br />I know that it's <span style="color:#ff6600;">HARD TO SAY I'M SORRY</span><br />But<span style="color:#ff6600;"> PLEASE FORGIVE ME</span> for my blindness<br />For not being able to see that <span style="color:#ff6600;">HEAVEN IN YOUR EYES</span><br />I tried myself to tell you<br />But the <span style="color:#ff6600;">WORDS GET IN THE WAY</span><br /><br />All along you <span style="color:#ff6600;">SHOULD'VE KNOWN BETTER</span><br />That <span style="color:#ff6600;">EVERYTHING I DO...I DO IT FOR YOU</span><br />Nothing will ever come in between us<br />Nothing will ever change the way <span style="color:#ff6600;">I FEEL FOR YOU</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">NOTHING'S GONNA CHANGE MY LOVE FOR YOU</span><br /></span><span style="color:#993399;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">IF YOU GO AWAY</span> </span>...<br />You've got to <span style="color:#ff6600;">EXPLAIN IT TO MY HEART</span><br />Why <span style="color:#ff6600;">SUDDENLY</span> you decided to leave me ...<br /><span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">BECAUSE I LOVE YOU</span> </span>... <span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR LOVE</span> </span>...<br />... <span style="color:#ff6600;">BUT I WON'T DO THAT</span>... I'll <span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">NEVER LET YOU GO</span> </span>... not for a moment<br /><br />Remember <span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">BABY</span> </span>... <span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">SOMEHOW,SOMEWAY</span> </span>... <span style="color:#ff6600;">SOMEDAY</span><br />... <span style="color:#ff6600;">SOMEWHERE OUT THERE</span><br />In times of longing for someone ...<br /><span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">A FRIEND TO RELY ON</span> </span>...<br />I'll be your <span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">SHOULDER TO CRY ON</span> </span>...<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">I'LL BE THERE FOR YOU</span> baby<br />In times of happiness and moments of sadness<br />For <span style="color:#ff6600;">ALWAYS</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">IT MUST HAVE BEEN LOVE</span> and it has always been<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU</span> sweetheart<br />You're such a <span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">HARD HABIT TO BREAK</span> </span>...<br />... <span style="color:#ff6600;">I MISS YOU</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-8590286801359340833?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6665530761945804714.post-61579666583674261862007-06-18T18:38:00.000+08:002007-07-29T17:10:36.487+08:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Jacques Pierre ®" was born when I was studying in UK. The need to express my feelings has triggered me to explore the romantic side within myself. The name sounds similar to "Shakespeare" which I particular chose. I'm not really into Shakeapeare's work of art but was merely looking for a name that depicts my character ... something profound and mysterious.</span></div><div align="justify"><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Below is my first creation and it is exactly how I define love in my life. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">To Live is to Love One’s Life<br />To Love is to ‘Live’ Others’</span><br /><br />- Jacques Pierre ® -</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Feb 14, 1994</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6665530761945804714-6157966658367426186?l=naztynaz001.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jacques Pierrehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04330687547474521244noreply@blogger.com2