My great love..
My great love.. Do we support to love but once? Where have my ancient lover’s gone? Chain of passion and spiritual journeys leftme with kind faces in memories and in dreams. Everlasting smiles… Continue reading
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The rising sun.. New Orleans..
The rising sun.. I sat in the New Orleans in 1996 in a old rustic tavern on main street. I liked New Orleans, hard time and hard days couldn’t kill her spirit. I… Continue reading
Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady..
Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady…… My lovely lady lay in sweet slumber and I whispered into her ear. You are my morning blessing, my daytime kindness and my midnight cherish… Continue reading
Dear Maggie Elizabeth..
Dear Maggie.. ( Dream writing again.) She was my sea dancer, she was a kind lover. Now, she is a lasting memory, and she is tattoos on my mind. I was being loco,… Continue reading
Who are we? What did I become?
Who are we? What did I become? The poet wrote into a journal. “Pride, Envy, Gluttony, Lust, Anger, Greed, & Sloth.” “Sight, hearing, taste, smell and touch” He found a safe place in… Continue reading
Black as the night..
Black as the night.. Love is sweet and love can be so deadly. I knew Jenny was so damn beautiful. Youthful eyes and woman perfect curves, make a wise man become a tomfoolery… Continue reading
Always on my mind..
Always on my mind… Love alive or concealed, leave us wishing for things lost.Beautiful faces and places leave us yearning for things we cannot have. I remember you. Your long and sweet kisses… Continue reading
My dream weaver..
My dream weaver.. 1- I do remember our moonlight dance at Big Sur.We had the half moon above us andI saw everything beautiful in your wild hazel eyes.I tossed you into a swirl… Continue reading
Softly we shall go..
Softly we shall go… Softly we shall go, you and me. We had danced in many dangerous storms and we want more. Baby sweet, honey, my love. We need shoeless days, we need… Continue reading
A one way street, sweet baby.. And a beautiful Elle King song.
A one way street, sweet baby.. Pretty lady called me lover, she called me friend. She told me, I need you near and please hang around dear Johnnie. I told her, sweetie, lover,… Continue reading