We do not find love. Love will find us.
We do not find love. Love will find us. Delicious love, sweet love. The kindest love will be tattoos on our skin. I asked for one kiss, I asked for one dance and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: John Castellenas
Summer days, they go by so quickly my friends.
Summer days go by so quickly. My friends. Today I had lived 68 years, and I know I had a good life. I always had work and I am blessed with good heath.… Continue reading
I still miss you. And a lovely Sinead Harnett song.
I still miss you. 1- Dear Bridgette, you saved me once on a September day. Your soft voice and gentle heart calmed the rage of a man, drowning in rage. You held my… Continue reading
Everyone know and no-one is trying to save us.
Everybody knows. New world isn’t so easy. Each day, more people walking the line of homelessness. Do we eat? Do we buy gas? Do we pay our rent? A dollar bill became useless… Continue reading
Need more love letters and an amazing Clairy Browne song.
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
Wild Irish Rose. And an outstanding George Jones song.
Wild Irish Rose. Pretty gal with emerald eyes and the sweetest voice I ever heard. She told me. Johnnie, Johnnie. You can’t out-run the devil and the Wild Irish Rose won’t save… Continue reading
Some mercy, please.
Mercy 1- She was so fine, she was so sweet. Prettiest Texas gal in Belton asked me for a dance. I told her, yes ma. She took my hands and we went to… Continue reading
You are my poetry my dear lover.
You are my poetry my dearest love. I was a soldier, wandering the world seeking adventure and I learn. One day, I was alone. I learn, if you escape home for a long… Continue reading
One more cup of coffee.
One more cup of coffee.. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading
She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never did love me.
She told me by Lake St. Clair. Love never did love me. 1- A Summer day…The birds were singing near me.Lake St. Clair was alive and dancing for the children.The sun-kissed my face… Continue reading