“Holy as love”
Holy as love —– Pretty woman dancing with me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night. She told me. Honey, darling and my sweetheart. Love demands payment. Love is… Continue reading
Holy as love —– Pretty woman dancing with me on the Belton, Texas dance hall floor on a Friday night. She told me. Honey, darling and my sweetheart. Love demands payment. Love is… Continue reading
Sugar and spice You lifted your eyes for me. Your eyes dancing with joy and filled with wilderness. I whispered to you. Dear love, do you want to hear a lullaby? You… Continue reading
The lull of your lullaby I thirst for darkness, not light, I seek wild dances, not the shade of real love that will fade, I want the divine kiss and the… Continue reading
The city of lights or anywhere. We sat drinking the American whiskey in a Paris tavern where Dear Hemingway drank his whiskey. I love Paris, kind Paris hide the secrets well. Lover’s danced… Continue reading
The memory of you, coffee and I. The smell of coffee, ancient coffee shops and you, blessed memories upon on old heart and mind. Once, you were my only fan. I wrote… Continue reading
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