She was a sea dancer.
She was a sea dancer… She was a painter, part-time poet and she was a sea dancer. She could paint the sea, she could paint the forest and she would paint the faces… Continue reading
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Hotel California.
Hotel California… I was station in California in 1992. After the war ending, I was blessed, an old dream came true. I was living on the California coastline. I had no debt and… Continue reading
Make today, your best day ever.
“You can’t wait until life isn’t hard anymore until you decide to be happy.” Nightbirde Just some words…. — We will… Continue reading
You have forgotten my name.
Lover, lover, lover.Once we loved the long nights,once the wine tasted sweeter. Now our longing, belonging and our secrets,are bloody finger prints on a over-painted wall. I told you once,you were my life,my… Continue reading
I am here.
I am here… Loneliest man in the bar,drinking alone.He told the smoking cigarette and the empty whiskey glass,you knew the ending at the beginning.A soft hand touched his shoulder,a kind face, a gentle… Continue reading
Should have loved you more.
Should have loved you more…. He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading
Let’s drink and pray for more.
Let’s drink and pray for more.. Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor.Barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin.Her wild eyes searched for what she needed. I… Continue reading
Secrets and want.
1- You..You make me want things I cannot have.Your sweet words making me wish for placeswere I can be free and wild.Knowing no control and swimming in your eyes. 2- Secrets..I want… Continue reading
Lingering memories.
1- Lingering..I remember you.Those lingering kisses andyour silken tender skin against me.Your love was holy and sweet.. 2- Cherish The aroma of Summer flowers upon your skin.Your perfect tan legs across my lap.Your… Continue reading
I dreamed of you.
I dreamed of you… I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of Paris. The kind and beautiful, City… Continue reading