Kiss me one, kiss me twice…
We learn too late. We can’t have everything we wanted.
The chronicle of life can be un-fair.
And we learn, somethings cannot be forgiven. Just accepted.
Once a pretty gal ran to me in Germany. She called me honey, she called me darling.
She told me. Love you so.
I sing with Doris day. It had been a long, long time.
Been too damn long since I kissed you my beautiful Sheena.
Been too long since I held you tightly,
been so long since I listen to your beautiful Scottish voice.
The fragrant of time,
make the hello, more sweeter.
And the goodbye, less painful.
I remember when you ran to me.
Kissed me once and kissed me a hundred more times.
I remember the sweetness of your kiss and I loved being in your coffee brown eyes.
Today I dream of rosy red lips and us dancing by the lake.
I told you, You are my first love and you are last love.
I saw sadness in your eyes and you told me.
Promises are made to be broken.
Tonight the Gentleman Jack taste good and
tonight I remember you.
I learn too late.
I held a angel and I released her.
I know now, rarely do kind angels share kisses.
It had been a long, long time.
Dear Sheena.
Dancing Coyote