Tag Archive: life

Jealous of the night…

Jealous of the night.. Johnnie drinking the lime, cranberry juice and vodka. Kind bartender allowed him needed silence and she ensured his drink was top-off. He loved Monday night at the Stray Cat… Continue reading

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Dirty little secrets..

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

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A song of forever..

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

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Dear Jenny… A love letter.

A love letter… (I love the young dusk 0f the day, the falling sun touching and kissing the lake. Create a afterglow of light and darkness. The world seem to be at-ease when… Continue reading

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Hold my hands…

Hold my hands… I will follow you. Will you follow me? He told his ghost-love. His hell-bound life led me to a lonely place. Old soldier returned to the Monterey Bay and he… Continue reading

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The Iron Mountain song..

The Iron Mountain song.. I have finished my journey and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face and I needed to talk to her one more time,… Continue reading

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Will I find you tonight?

Will I find you tonight? A walkaway love left me waiting for her to return. I remember her tight black dress and her beautiful face. She told me. Dark Poet, we can sing… Continue reading

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My sea-side love..

My sea-side love.. Once we were brave. We kissed, we took off our clothing and we left the lights on. I remember you told me. I am tire of the darkness, I am… Continue reading

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My dearest muse…

My dearest muse.. You are love and I’m no-one. You came to me with your haunting words awakening the want of love, the dance and the song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying… Continue reading

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Old love…

Slow dance…. Good Jazz, the good drink and drowning in the old memories. My old love dancing alone to the saddest Jazz and I told my whiskey. Pretty lady, I remember us. I… Continue reading

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