Abrázame
Abrázame… Johnnie sat alone in the Purgatory Inn in Seaside, California. Once he wanted to consume life and he had ascended to lonely places and the kind sea near. Once he loved, love.… Continue reading
Abrázame… Johnnie sat alone in the Purgatory Inn in Seaside, California. Once he wanted to consume life and he had ascended to lonely places and the kind sea near. Once he loved, love.… Continue reading
She used to love me a lot…. I saw my ancient love and she was drinking the whiskey straight, sitting alone at the Purgatory Inn in Ann Arbor. I told the waitress, send… Continue reading
Skin, gin and sin city…. Pretty lady sat near me at the tavern and I said hello. She smiled and she came nearer. She caressed my military hair-cut and she asked. Soldier, coming… Continue reading
Originally posted on The Inked Aaila:
It’s funny how love builds you and when time comes, it destroys you. Love comes when you expect it not to, and then it wants to leave…
Her song and some words by a talented writer. Rum and Robots Song Written and Sung by Joni Karen Caggiano – Photo byArtem BryzgalovonUnsplash WAITING AND BREAKING (The WordPress Reader doesn’t play this… Continue reading
The most beautiful woman… (And a Bukowski poem.) Everyday the most beautiful woman I knew, she sat with me at the Army mess hall and she looked at my face hard and she… Continue reading
The days of fishing… Perfect day. no place to be, Lake St. Clair near. Grandboys are fishing and laughter is abound. The best days. Fishing with the grandchildren. Coyote (Lake St. Clair in… Continue reading
Bella Mia.. My first grand-daughter. She loved me the best. I take her everything. She make me smile and she loved the outdoors. My bella Mia. She make me know. Life is a… Continue reading
Originally posted on alessandrasolina:
Ho sparso semid’amoreanima innocentetra gramigna.Credo ancora all’amore:non sono eterna,dunque domandoalla terra.Ho sparso semidi viteperché il caliced’una promessanon lo infrango.Ho sparso semidi coraggionella mia folliache sa di verbena eincertezza.Credo ancoraall’amore.Anima…
I need a Spring time kiss, a Summer love… I need a Spring time kiss, a Summer love. I wonder if love was ever real for me? I asked the rising moon, my… Continue reading