Regards to dear Melanie..
Regards to dear Melanie.. I know love is never fair dear Melanie. Need perfect timing, place and same need.Rarely do two people meet at the same wants. I’m alright . I’m drinking the… Continue reading
Regards to dear Melanie.. I know love is never fair dear Melanie. Need perfect timing, place and same need.Rarely do two people meet at the same wants. I’m alright . I’m drinking the… Continue reading
The Lake Huron song… Closed wounds can bleed again, no healing for true love lost. You and I, we were Summer wine and Lake Huron late night swim. You were the prettiest girl… Continue reading
Dirty little secrets.. I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember, ” You and I”. I was the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading
Soldier of fortune————————————————————- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet.I won more than I have lost.I have killed for money, I play a bastard for… Continue reading
The weeping willow.. Once we held love over all things. Love was holy and you were a blessing and a gift. Now like sleeping flower in the Winter. My feeble heart had forgotten… Continue reading
Over and over again I’m trying to run from your memory and when you appear in my dreams.You whispered to me in a sweet dream.“Over and over my dearest,we can run but we… Continue reading
Dead flowers.. I came to you with some Tennessee whiskey and a small plant with rosemary trying to grow. I sat on your porch, waiting for you. I wanted to see your morning… Continue reading
You were my Mary Katharine and I was your Doc Holliday… You were my Mary Katharine and I was your Doc Holliday. We loved to argue, we love to wrestle till we fell into… Continue reading
Hold on tightly sweetie… You were the bloody storm my lover. You were my strawberry red-haired lady beauty on the Fifth street in Austin, Texas. For twenty dollars and a wrist band. You… Continue reading
A song of forever… A song of forever, she didn’t want to sing. She had shun love and she wanted endless night, loud music and her colorful cotton dresses. She was my hippy… Continue reading