Tag Archive: John Castellenas

You cross my mind in the midnight hours.

The dance… Love is a wild dance.Make us hold on tightly deep into the midnight hour.Holding the embrace and honoring the sweet kiss.The breaking dawn begins to create separation.The once perfect dance because… Continue reading

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The mercy.

The mercy. She was like a blessed mermaid from the Pacific. She came to me on a Fall night when the moon was full. She asked me at the midnight hour. Have you… Continue reading

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Read to me dear lover.

Read to me my dear lover. Longing, belonging, needing and believing.You are my reasons to live my love. Falling, soaring and flying to new heights in hope and dreams.Please sweet love, read to… Continue reading

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An evening blessing, you are.

An evening blessing, you are… My love, waiting patiently for my return. I told her. You make me believe, life is wonder and beauty. You make me know mystery and unknown. When I… Continue reading

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The parable of the flowers.

The parable of the flowers and the lovelorn man… She was a perfect beauty. She danced nightly on a stage in Killeen, Texas.  I went nightly and I waited for my tainted beauty… Continue reading

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Please, one more dance. One of the great songs.

1- So pretty Please walk with me, please talk with me.Allow our hearts to become one.I want my hand holding your hand and I want you to hear you sing, sweet love words… Continue reading

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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, City of lights.… Continue reading

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Pretty wishes.

1- I knew love once,I held love once andI remember your perfect face.I ran away from you once and today.I wait for no-one. 2- Johnnie, Johnnie.she whispered.What did you do?I love you and… Continue reading

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She serene me with the sweet words of love.

 She serene me with the sweet words of love. Sometime we shroud ourselves in things we shouldn’t have.Torrent love flames will become weaker and you must have something else to hold on to.… Continue reading

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The stranger song.

The stranger  song. Pretty lady  asked  her old lover.  When did we become strangers?Once  we talked, danced and sang the whole night through. Now we sit together.  Your eyes had died and  your… Continue reading

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