The long night..
The old poet drinking alone at the Port Austin tavern.
He drank the Gentleman Jack and he asked the night.
When did I get old, when did I get so tire?
When did I forget my face, when did I forget my dreams?
Now a old man face is looking back at him,
asking. Did I do enough?
Tonight I drink the whiskey and later tonight.
I will howl at the moon and I will dance with the Lake Huron.
I asked myself. Where did my smile go?
Where did my laughter go?
Pretty Iron Mountain woman name Kathy found him and she asked.
I been looking for you and she held him.
He told her. Please stay with me awhile.
Let’s find a place where we knew love once.
Let’s smile again and let’s kiss till we cannot.
Let’s awake in a warm bed together in the morning.
Maybe the long night will allow us to know love again?
She smiled and she whispered to him. I wasn’t running from you,
I was running toward you. Please stay with me Johnnie awhile,
my dearest.
Coyote
I wasn’t running from you,
I was running toward you.
– Perfect 🤗💕
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Amazing how the time has flown by. What a ride it has been!
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