Vinegar and sweet wine.
Vinegar and sweet wine. Did I thank you my beautiful and sweet Brigitte?I’m leaving on plane very soon for my real home.You came back into my life to say goodbye.You are sitting between… Continue reading
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Need more love letters.
Need more love letters. I gave my dearest love, I gave my kindest gal, a love letter. She caressed the letter and she told me. I thought you forgotten me dear lover. Do… Continue reading
Empty cups.
Empty cups.. In another lifetime. We danced, we drank and we loved. Once filled cup became half-empty and we accepted less. Once we entwined our dreams and lives. Now strangers, we became. Today… Continue reading
Lady midnight.
Lady midnight… I found you again my dear lady midnight. Too much whiskey, too much loneliness and you are looking so sweet, in your satin and silky nightgown. You straddle me and I… Continue reading
The Jazzy Friday nights.
The Jazzy Friday nights… The jazz is best on Friday night in Austin, Texas. So many people roaming the city and the jazz men are playing their song sweetly and so damn good.… Continue reading
The poet’s eyes, the lover’s song.
The poet’s eyes, the lover’s song… A pretty lady glided across the room to me. Her eyes inflamed with the hunger for a dance, sweets words and some kisses. I told her. Dear… Continue reading
We danced for the sea.
We danced for the sea and we prayed to the Goddess of the sea for more.. I call her my honey, I called her dear Jenny and she called me. The mountain who… Continue reading
The song of the Great Lakes.
The song of the Great Lakes.. (Today we give thanks to the Creator for all that we have been given.Noongom nimiigwechiwi’aanaan Gizhe-Manidoo gakina gaa-miinigooyaang. We give thanks for the sky above and the… Continue reading
The sea of sadness and the storm of anger.
The sea of sadness and the storm of anger. 1- Sergeant Major was my friend. I drove him home every night and he would drink. I asked him. My friend, why must you… Continue reading
Love is a cruel mistress.
Love is a cruel mistress. You called me on a Sunny Friday and you asked me. Please Johnnie, meet me in Austin, Texas at midnight. I am feeling lonely, I need to dance… Continue reading