Dear Little Wolf.
A love letter… (I love the young dust, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create an afterglow of light and darkness. The world seems to be at-ease when the sun and… Continue reading
A love letter… (I love the young dust, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create an afterglow of light and darkness. The world seems to be at-ease when the sun and… Continue reading
The poet wrote to paper. Where are you my love, sweet. He told the morning sky, do you remember? I promised you a Summer waltz near the sea and I am waiting for… Continue reading
I’ll take care of you. Longing, belonging and believing. Love was life, life was love. I learn, bleeding, screaming and the damn whiskey can’t kill the memory. Once, with a single kiss. We… Continue reading
Forget me not. I dreamed of you, I dreams of us.I picked-up the phone.I was dreaming of your face, your voice, sweet like the German Summer sweet wine.I dreamed of your long legs,… Continue reading
The sweetest things. I have seen so many beautiful places and I have walked on places of mystery and ancient grounds. I have watched the sea rise and fall. I have danced with the… Continue reading
31 March 2026 thoughts. Lessons, we must learn. 1- I am an old man now. I will be 68 years old soon and in-kind dreams. I remember beautiful faces, wonderful places and gentle… Continue reading
The rising sun, the falling moon. Prettiest lady, I ever seen, she danced with the Lake Superior waves. She loved to drink and clatter when the Bacchus wine was good. Hand in hand,… Continue reading