I didn’t know..
I didn’t know.. My September lover would heat up the coming days of Autumn of 1978. She promised me today only. We danced in a forbidden love hidden in the secret corner of… Continue reading
I didn’t know.. My September lover would heat up the coming days of Autumn of 1978. She promised me today only. We danced in a forbidden love hidden in the secret corner of… Continue reading
You forgave me.. I remember us. We were something.I chased you till you couldn’t run no-more.I promised you the moon, I promised you an ancient love.Drinking aged wine and dancing till 4 am.… Continue reading
Just be.. You and I.We have known the storms of living and we have been the flowing rivers of love and kindness.We had many good days and we have known a few bad… Continue reading
Dear Susan..—She loved the sage,she loved the sea .She loved the ancient poets and ‘I loved her. — Her wanting her skin andher perfect face left him breathless.Her laced words.Left her empty and… Continue reading
Pain and lesson.. A thousand lessons deep. I learn too late. Hold silence and listen. I lost many upon the road of living. I wished too late. To left brothers with kind words.… Continue reading
“Bad days become less painful with time and distance. No regret.. I stopped in Ann Arbor in June, 2000. I like to swim in old memory and friendship.Old friends had forgotten me.… Continue reading
The rays of the sun.. Drunk man wishing. Alone on destine hill. He dreamed she was near. He dreamed he was in her embrace and her tender fingers were caressing his face. She… Continue reading
Teach me tiger.. Sweet woman had lingered on my mind all day. Her long sun kissed legs and skin spread across soft sheets and bed. Left me wanting to see wanting smile and… Continue reading
Will you still me tomorrow Beautiful Jenni told me. Baby, two highways can never be one. You want the world and I want you here. War, battles to be fought and new places… Continue reading
Delicate and boundless.. Marianne found me drinking alone by the Texas river. I was drinking the Black Velvet whiskey at noon and writing old-man poetry. She took my journal and she read my… Continue reading