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Isabella, dear Isabella…. I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The city of… Continue reading
Isabella, dear Isabella…. I took the midnight train to Florence, the days of Spring were coming to a ending. I loved the Germany Spring and I needed dear Florence again. The city of… Continue reading
You are my story… Pretty wishes, savored dreams are you. I have loved you always, I love you in the morning light, I loved you when you dance for the midnight moon and… Continue reading
Home of the rising sun, New Orleans… I sat in the New Orleans in 1996 and I liked New Orleans. Hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I drank whiskey with… Continue reading
You can’t always get what you want… Johnnie and Susanna were singing the Roller Stone song. ” You can’t always get what you want, but sometimes we get what we need. Me and… Continue reading
The hills and the Apache… I had a bottle of good tequila. A bag of some fresh lemons.I drove for three hours to the California fault line.Do some free-climbing and drink till I… Continue reading